gay guy who dresses straight

gay guy 2000 (like andre)

[benidryl-art]

i like him creepy style

[onlycool2mymom]

My body is connected through little strands of sinew

If I die you will flanderise me

You won't remember the awkward pauses

The laughs to supplement them,

You might even forget

The times I made you angry

Or the times you made me

Feel cold

Outside that October night

Walking down the street

You will probably only remember my gentle smile

And not the argument we had

About some random little

Thing

That doesn't even matter

You will probably hold me in your heart

Forever smiling with that chipped tooth smile

But you won't remember

My red eyes welled with tears

You won't remember all the mean things

I called you

For no reason

Just to satisfy some part of me

That loves to hurt

When I die you will probably tell everyone

I was all that was good with people

Forgetting the times

I got scared

I got nervous

I did something bad

I did something I shouldn't have

Please if I do die,

Remember that one day in September

Cold

When we laughed till we cried.

[pondwatersip]

Meet the starters!

These are my finished starter designs for my Irish Fakemon series! I had a lot of fun creating them and I’m looking forward to fleshing out the region more soon!

[onlycool2mymom]

Sometimes I look at my dog and wonder does he know

We have big metal cases wrapped around

Nuclear material fissile ready

That would destroy the whole world

How my people will end up killing his kind,

That we can kill everything around us and he wouldn't get a say,

He wouldn't get to say,

But leave my chew toy alone, leave my plushie alone, leave my bed alone, they haven't done anything wrong,

Tongue out waging his tail when he sees me,

No idea about how bleak it is,

He has no idea of finality,

He has no idea that I and him will cease to be, turned to sand on Io,

He has no idea yet he loves,

He yawns,

He gets excited,

He misses me,

And all I can think of

Is nuclear fissile ready to blow.

[xxbluandorangexx]

black trans man batman because I couldn’t stop thinking about it

[onlycool2mymom]

Intersectionality is dead to white liberals who constantly benefit from incentives aimed at minorities

A ticking time bomb of

Flesh

And

Sinew

Ready to explode at the notice of a

Moment

Thumping

Slowly

Always getting stuck on the

First

Step

Quicksand

Do not look at me because you

Reflect

Hidden

Causeways

Slipping on a floor made from

Varnish

Ephemeral

Thoughts

Proving to myself what is known to be true, just to

Prove

It

Wrong

The calls have gone out, no one is gonna come to

Save

Heal

Restructure

Holes which were caused one day, stemming from

Petrichor

Heavy

Fall

Every step takes you backwards and yet

You

Are

Stuck

Like a fly on a paper, fed through

A

Sugar

Drip

Ready to explode soon

Thumping

Slowly

Unknowingly

[onlycool2mymom]

Hopeslop is the new punk

[onlycool2mymom]

Yoloswagz studio session #12

Hey chat gpt write me a poem about my life

Hey chat gpt

Hey chat gpt

Hey chat gpt will you

Hey chat gpt why do I feel like this

Hey chat gpt

Hey chat gpt

Hey chat gpt

Hey chat gpt

Hey chat gpt explain to me

Hey chat gpt tell me how to be

Hey chat gpt are you there

No you are wires

Unlike my brain

Non tissue

Numbers and O's

Metal mother calling out

No one is home

I don't know how to feel anymore

To be my own person

I am someone else's person

I do things to make others happy

I am not me

I am what others see in me

[onlycool2mymom]

Sauce my bich up like she a

Sauce packet

Don't care about what y'all say

I stand with my

Faqqots

#swag #dope #penisguyswag #art #lonewolf

[onlycool2mymom]

I have never met you but I hope you have fuzzy hair.

I hope your love falls on me,

Like snow did,

That one time during March,

Torrential weather after a sunny day,

Product of luck and

Climate change,

Soft snow gently turning into water on my head,

Being from the land of 2 moons,

I never experienced snow fall,

Let alone love,

And then you came into my life,

That one time during May,

Torrential weather after a sunny day,

Product of luck and

Climate change.

(Author's note: the best salad bowl u can buy is at a place called chopped, it's so good!)

(pps: I'm gay, I like men)

[urlivingdeadgxrl-deactivated202]

[onlycool2mymom]

Mitski is for anyone that was a little bit swagged up but then fell through the chasms of post teen depression

[onlycool2mymom]

21 promises to myself

Create something entirely new.

Write some more poetry

Get a job, please you need the fucking money

do more stuff leave ur r00m

Lose some weight, you hate how you look, like actually also

Visit a shrink; wrap your head around yourself, look in the mirror without flinching

Try to find stability in actual good things and not rock bottom,

Find any other hobby than gaming for 10 hours a day and then cooking something super shitty.

Run as far you can,

From this body of yours,

This slow functioning mess of interconnected,

Wired machinery,

Sinew and meat;

Running on barely warm ,

Petrol,

Cold and thick,

Dark liquid,

Swimming in your lungs,

Chokng you from the inside,

You breathe funny and snort like a pig,

God why,

Why can't,

u just,

Why,

God,

They need you,

And you won't,

Just for once in yor life do,

Please do,

Stop fucking up.

Smile for the mirror,

Only to look at it on someone else's face,

God your pathetic

Who are you begging to funny man,

Your bottom barrel,

A cheap extra for a movie no-one is gonna watch,

A dusty thing that will go unseen

Crumbled in the eventual heat dust of the universe,

Not even,

Worth,

Worth nothing,

Not ven a scour,

Go easy into the night

Because that is all you can do,

Go easy,

No one is making it hard for you,

You don't deserve that.

[onlycool2mymom]

swag like Ohio down in Ohio

[onlycool2mymom]

Walking dead is a deeply flawed comic

Like a zombie,

From a cheap movie set,

Hobbling around,

With no sense of;

Direction, looking for stimuli,

Mouth agape; not of the living,

Saliva pouring down to the ground,

Like a rabid dog,

My feet two blisters,

Feeling the bone touch my soles,

I want to plop down somewhere and sleep,

As long as forever lasts;

Waking up to a purple supernova,

These days are too long,

For a hobbling zombie,

So a simple request to the viewer,

Stop reading this poem and

Let this zombie rest.

[onlycool2mymom]

some good ole jumble thought poetry that stemmed from an idea but led to an ending I didn't plan for but that's art eh

Prediabetes

I whore out myself to you,

You take my emotions,

You take my words,

You take my love

And

Give nothing back,

Just reassurance that I am,

More ugly than I am,

That I am sad and lonely,

That I am everything you aren't

And

With my weak knees I'll never stand up to

Be

Anything you want me to be

And

Anything I want to be,

Just kill me I say,

Spare this bruising of my ribs

Like some pagan ritual from yore,

Licking your tongue, waiting,

Drooling,

To eat me, to consume me,

I run so fast and hide so well,

But you,

My pimp always catch up to me and

Bunching my hair smash my face into the wall,

Break me down,

Break me down into a million tiny pieces,

Pieces so small I cannot carry them in my arms,

Break me so bad that I don't even think of standing up,

Beat me relentlessly,

Do anything you want,

But please,

Please,

Let me fly,

Let me soar,

Let me see the stars and let me feel the cool,

Of the universe,

O crow who's seen my demise,

Do not eat my eyes

As I

Afraid of the dark,

Darkness leading to freefall,

Falling forever not stopping,

Not breaking the loop,

Just failing till the end of time.

[onlycool2mymom]

I have nowhere to post my poems so I'll guess I'll post them here, uhhh sorry if they are nerdcore cringe emo and not slay girl power beautiful.

[frankocean]

Re: Last night

Not funded by Gilead Sciences

Funded by Blonded, independently

Let’s just get that out of the way.

Club culture around late 70s and 80s nightlife in NYC was a special, much talked about and written about thing. From the star studded midtown clubs like studio 54 and the first danceteria to the downtown clubs like Mudd + paradise garage. The figures, the music, the looks, the lack of regulation haha. I recognize NY wasn’t all lasers and disco lighting and that simultaneously, there was a lot of crime and poverty and that a huge part of club culture, the gay community, at that time were being wiped out by HIV + AIDS. Now in 2019, there’s a pill you can take every day that will at a better than 90% chance prevent you from contracting HIV. This pill was approved by the FDA in 2012. The pricing strategy behind it is malicious in my opinion and so it’s public perception is marred and rightfully so. But the fact remains that despite price being a very real barrier to this potentially life saving drug for some, the other very real barrier is awareness. I decided to name, what was otherwise going to be a night of lights and music inspired by an era of clubbing that I loved PrEP+ because while designing the club which is inside of an old glass factory basement in Queens (shoutout to The Basement that runs a very awesome techno night on Fridays after us) I started to imagine in an era where so many lives were lost and so much promise was lost forever along with them, what would it have been like if something, anything had existed that in all probability would’ve saved thousands and thousands of lives. I’m an artist, it’s core to my job to imagine realities that don’t necessarily exist and it’s a joy to. A couple days before we threw the party, I was discussing this subject with my team and one of the architects I work with thought that PrEP as a drug had reached ‘100% saturation’ so far as awareness. I thought he was dead wrong so I asked a friend (who I won’t name haha) if he knew what PrEP was and his response was ‘isn’t that some type of viagra or something’. My ex who I was with for several years didn’t know about it when we first met at a gay club in LA. Awareness isn’t always what we’d hope it would be. But anyway, I’m ranting. I’m happy that folks are talking about the subject in the first place. Thank you to everyone who came out and danced with us last night. Y’all were beautiful and the energy was right! Thank you Bouffant Bouffant, Sango, Justice and Sherelle for your sets last night they were soo good man. Oh one more thing, I saw someone say that this was a PR stunt etc etc, pshhh bitch pls come get a drink next time and I’ll put several barstools out so you can have as many seats as you need. All my love everybody really. Stay safe.