“this man” is his man
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“this man” is his man
The Summer Hikaru Died is like. what if you believed you were a disgusting monster for being gay. but then you meet a real monster, and over time you start to believe that even this monster deserves to be safe and happy, and it's the first time you start allowing yourself to believe that maybe you do too. what if I cried one million tears forever
This feels so gross… this feels good
never take for granted the moments when you’re not nauseous
fate decided to send me to the trenches today
NEVER be vulnerable. FLUSH your medication down the toilet. LIE when people ask how you’re doing. SUPPRESS your feelings. ALWAYS be irritable and abrasive. MAKE SURE you push away anyone who’s close to you. CANCEL your therapy appointment.
they look so happy and comfortable in this new interview i could cry
“your friend is dead, and their corpse is inhabited by something only you can see for what it truly is" is already good horror. but "you begin to love the thing that wears their face"? the blasphemy of it. terror turning into desire. grief turning into longing. being enticed by what should repel you. it twists the knife deeper, because the horror is not based on deception anymore. the fear comes from recognizing the monster in its raw form and finding beauty there. you're not clinging to scraps of your friend, you're surrendering to something other, something wrong, and loving it. you're not holding onto a ghost of the past, it’s the monster itself that you choose
staying silly is all i got left like i got no money no prospects i’m a burden to my parents and i’m frightened
you really gotta respect that Ortega didn’t go (more) crazy during their grieving period because with how elusive and unphotogenic sidestep was their In Remembrance photo slide video probably looked exactly like that one Facebook throwback video that is 90% car crash photos.
like i know in my heart it looked Exactly fucking like this.
mature content warnings on text posts of nothing but letters on a screen. . . remember when you were allowed to post like an adult and not be shamed or silenced for it
there is no acceptable explanation for this post being given a mature content warning outside of saying that you are an adult baby on the cyber nanny website!
They hate me for being a horny pervert but I have warriors defending my honour across the globe
If I keep practicing I might even be a person soon
this is amazing 🐈 ♥️♥️
im blowing up this is adorable
"okay, but are you a nonbinary woman or a nonbinary man" im going to nonbury you in a fucking hole.
Son, your mother and I are unfollowing each other
Yeah man, this wizard sleepover is cozy. I just saw a guy gently clap his hands together and say "hot beverage conjuration" or something, and suddenly everyone was holding a perfect mug of their favorite warm drink in their hands. Nobody who was already sleeping even woke up, that's how cozy it is. I'm over here casting pillow and level 2 pyjamas. I think I just heard "power word: blanket fort" two groups over. I gotta get in there.