Call me a Pansy Division song the way I’m horny in the morning
Jules of Nature
$LAYYYTER
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
styofa doing anything
Mike Driver
Not today Justin
RMH
Today's Document
i don't do bad sauce passes
wallacepolsom
will byers stan first human second
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor
AnasAbdin
Keni

Product Placement

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@jaroffli3s
Call me a Pansy Division song the way I’m horny in the morning
One I wore tonight. It’s called hummingbird.
When art is too exhausting but I need to create, so I edit.
Chronic illness is a pain in my arse, bro. If anyone’s got a spare working heart that doesn’t go THUD-THUD like the drums in a thrash metal song every time I move ever so slightly, please send it my way
• I was bored and have been hyperfixated on Britpop lately so I edited the iconic photo of Liam and Graham kissing with some things that apply to me •
Sludge factory
This year my band released our full length album and were hoping to start gigging properly next year. It’s been incredible, doing something I thought I’d never live to do.
The universe knew I’d be to powerful without health problems so made me a punk bassist with a passion for creativity and justice…with a faulty heart! Maybe I should get a refund- ehh or just keep creating maybe?
Posting to say I’m still alive, and take this thing I wrote. It’s called ‘The doctor/patient cycle’
Please take a seat Mr [redacted]
Please tell me how you’ve been feeling lately. How long has this been going on?
It’s day in and day out,
This suffering’s lasted for too long
Yes, yes…well on my notes I see here…mhm
Those symptoms seem a little extreme
And you’re sure you’ve tried most anything?
This all seems a little obscene
I really have tried every-
Have you been drinking plenty? Eating well? Do you go outside, move and resist the “hell”?
Y-
You’re young, free, far too nimble for these problems
Maybe you should try harder
Think more positive and enjoy your lucky life
Live a little more with laughter.
Doc, I don’t think you understand-
Well your bloods are normal and the rest is vague
It’s probably best you take your leave
There’s no need for another set of tests
I’m sure it’s all just your anxiety.
Don’t even bother denying or advocating
There’s no medication, no diagnoses
Sure you could reach out, take a plunge
The system will only make you wait centuries.
Go home son
Fake it till you make it
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And do you really need that thing to walk?
reblog if you're corny and insufferable
Subs who get giggly and shy and try to cover their faces and go "stoppp oh my god" as they're laughing and look at you like you're the only thing they worship and melt when you touch them and buck their hips into your hands and make little mewling whimpers all "pleasepleaseplease" and "it feels so good", unable to control themselves. Send post
This is so hashtag mecore
I wrote this back in November, it’s called ‘Turmoil’
Atop of my bed I quietly lie
Almost paralysed, drowning in my own thoughts
It’s an endless downward spiral
But my eyes won’t well, I cannot cry
Lately been considering suicide
But I revel in my living destruction
Hollow like my childhood dreams
Or the bloody tissues I’ve tossed aside
I could scream until my lungs collapse
And sing until my throat bleeds
Frantically flicking the strings of my bass
Writing songs about shitty scumbags
The way you strum your guitar
That confidence makes me feel so alive
I’m always in awe of your presence
It’s weird, it’s strange- bizarre
Your knowing blue eyes and soft touch
Please just hold me in your arms forever
I cannot bear to be alone
I love you so fucking much
I’ll scream and beg, sobbing for you to not go
Pleading and clinging on for dear life
Fearing abandonment, filled deep with inner turmoil
If I ask you not to leave, promise you’ll say ‘no’
I’ve never felt such exhaustion and pain
I’ve barely even eaten lately
Panic is all that fills my brain
With every single thought it serves to drive me more insane
It’s pride month and I’ve never been more queer
It’s been a while, so to clarify I am alive
//Cw: brief mention of implied self harm scars and slight suggestive content//
He loves all the things about me that I used to hate. Especially my thighs- he says they’re beautiful just like me, even though one of them is scarred. He kisses all down my stomach, waist, thighs, after going down, praising all those parts of me. He’s just so sweet, and I feel like the luckiest guy in the world being able to call myself his boyfriend.
It’s another winter Sunday that the two boys spend together
The taller one cups the others face
Gently kissing his scarred wrist
With a gaze that says says ‘I’ll love you now and forever’
No judgment, no disgust, and certainly no shame
Making even the basket-case feel wanted
Such delicate touch and oh such warmth
Him just being there could take away the boys pain
So many years of him being starved of touch
Of turmoil, emptiness and despair
Safe now, with the boy that’ll hold him in his arms
Making sure it gets through to him that he’s loved so goddamn fucking much
Being around him could make it all okay
And the other desperately needs him to know that
Wrapping his arms around his tiny body
Cause’ his precious boy’s got no need to be afraid
what's your guys' favorite songs from each of the "big four" of grunge?
Alice in chains- Shame in you
Nirvana- Anyeurism
Soundgarden- Big dumb sex
Pearl Jam- Black