Transscript and thoughts on another notebook from a similar time period.
The journal begins with descriptions of people both who do and don’t exist, mostly people I either looked up to or down on – almost all female and all cisgendered. There are a few pictures of beautiful, heteronormative-looking girls. I think I was trying to deny my gender issues at this point.
Next page – a picture of a double amputee. I was experimenting with really out-there sexuality motifs, and amputation/crippled/injured people were definitely in there as a symbol. Perhaps representative of how I felt internally ‘crippled’. The next pages include a ballet dancer, a middle-aged woman, and three girls with cat-ears, all with long hair and a prominent female figure, by which I mean, tits. There’s a motif of girls prepared for school and looking… successful. A lot of the girls are wearing dresses or makeup.
The girls shift into more powerful images in the middle of actions. There is a contemplative looking girl laid out on a tree branch with the words in immaculate handwriting, “I still don’t really know how life works,” highlighted with a few curliques. The next page shows a native-american girl staring across a flat landscape towards a sunrise (set?). The plain landscape probably represents something about how I wanted my life to be totally obstacle-free.
The next image, I believe, was from a dream – a girl (long hair, too far away to see features) perched above a high cliff beside a waterfall flowing straight from a flat landscape into an idyllic-looking pool below.
It switches back to catgirls and effeminate imagery after that. Beside one of the better drawings of a girl in a skirt and tank top holding a ribbon-twirly-wand-thing, there is the word “ugly :(”. Probably refers to the drawing and not me, but it’s really hard to say. Beside the girl are the light planning lines of somebody sitting on the floor, eyes downcast, hugging her knees. The next page shows a girl merged with a bear.
The next page is a picture drawn after I first kissed my first girlfriend on the cheek of two girls (both really feminine AGAIN), one kissing the other on the cheek, the other looking shocked and perhaps appalled.
Then there is a terrible looking cyclops with ferocious teeth and some sort of a paisley cloak, it’s rather trippy, with the captions “I love forums” and “My eyes aren’t focusing right”.
After several drawings of especially wispy, waiflike girls there is the first male drawing, incomplete, wearing jeans and with a bare torso and spiked hair.
Aaaand then it ends.