God Shattering Star @singingsaint07 - Tumblr Blog

Hi everyone, you all can call me Trent. I’m 18, mlm, and I’m a cis guy (he/him pronouns please).

This blog is going to be vent, some shitposting, boyblogging, etc. I don’t have a dedicated DNI but if I see you being transphobic, homophobic, racist, misogynistic of any variety, or generally being a creep I will block.

I am totally open to muts tho, so if you think I’m cool. Follow me. Shoot me an ask. Dm me. Idk I’m not your boss

Anyways, other interests of mine are:

✮⋆˙ Gymgoing/fitness

✮⋆˙ Music, specifically choir and getting into alt music genres

✮⋆˙ Tattoos and piercings- I’m getting my septum and snakebites soon.

✮⋆˙ Religious imagery, myths, and photography

✮⋆˙ Gaming. Pokémon, Deltarune, ENA, nerd shit

✮⋆˙ guys. I’m a boy kisser.

Anyways yeah. That’s me. K bye

#boyblogging #tumblr boy #boy blogger #boycore #this is a boyblog #fitness #gay men #mlm #what am I doing on this app #hell is a teenage boy #trenttalk #decay #mlm yearning #mlm thoughts #holydecay #i wish i didnt hate this town #my life my rules

A guy who was at least 35 came through self checkout today and hit on me I’m pretty sure?

First, him and another guy came through and bought a case of beer. This guy is a regular, so I didn’t think much of it- although, he seemed to get oddly excited when he saw me.

Hes usually a little odd so I didn’t think anything of it, and struck up a conversation as normal, and he complimented my hair. I thought it was sweet, but then as his buddy was talking to another shopper, he pulled me aside and asked “hey, are you single? You’re really cute.” And I was a little flustered. He explained that he had a gay friend, who was much closer to my age that he wanted to set me up with, but… I’m honestly not sure if that was true??

Anyways, that happened. A little flustered, flattered, and morbidly curious.

#hell is a teenage boy #boy blogger #boyblogging #mlm #this is a boyblog #boycore #tumblr boy #i wish i didnt hate this town #mlm yearning #gay men #gay age gap #guys what do i do

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Damn that was a good nap

late-television

wish I could fucking sleep for once

singingsaint07

This was a post about not being on tumblr for over a month but. This too.

Damn that was a good nap

#holy shit it’s been a month #return to tumblr #hell is a teenage boy #boy blogger #boyblogging #mlm #this is a boyblog #i wish i didnt hate this town #mlm yearning

hii trenttt hru <33

im curious,,,you like alt music sooo i needa know, life or death question /silly

whats your fav alt genre and whos your fav artist/band??

Not hugely knowledgeable on alt music, but I love Shoegaze. Favorite artist is probably Flyingfish.

No, of course I love working on holidays, and the night of dances. I love working instead of watching the fireworks on Fourth of July, and I love that I’ll be stocking grocery store shelves instead of going on a date for Valentines. I love watching my classmates and peers come in with their tuxedos and gorgeous gowns to buy snacks before they dance.

Of course I love being the first one they call in, and the last person they’d let leave early.

Lie me in fields of green when light has fled from my soul.

Don’t disturb me. Let me lie in deafening silence until I cease.

And once my body is gone, and my bones have bloomed forth in daisies

Don’t disturb me or trap me in your memories

Wake up, brush your teeth, make your bed. Get to class on time, do your homework, rest your head. Go to the gym, go to work, complete your lab. Submit your application before this due date. Schedule this day off of work with 22 days notice. Don’t be late. Eat dinner. Sleep. Go to class. Did you bring your homework? Test today. Work tonight 2 pm to 11 pm. Submit your scholarship. Eat your feelings. Talk about your beliefs. Scream. Breathe. Go to the gym. Class today. Are you breathing? Are you eating? Homework is past due. Are you okay? Your friends are leaving you. Exercise. When was the last time you ate? You look awfully tired. When was the last time you felt? Why are you so full of hate?

How busy do you have to be before it’s finally quiet in your head?

Will the hum-buzz roar day and night, hour after hour, until we are all dead?

#hell is a teenage boy #i wish i didnt hate this town #decay #poetry i think #poetry #i hate it here #hate #gifted kid burnout

TW: body image issues for this post, also discussions of sex.

I love how my feelings about my body oscillate between “I look like a god. I’m incredible, and I only get better each day” and genuinely believing that I could be a sex worker if I so wanted, and then immediately the next day thinking that I’m fucking disgusting and an abhorrent creature. That my body would never be enough to satisfy anyone. That I’ll always be unsatisfactory.

That I’m cursed to be ugly and disgusting for the rest of eternity.

#tw vent #body hate #boy blogger #hell is a teenage boy #i wish i didnt hate this town #body dysmorphia

I find it comical that my social medias are all trying to crack my egg. But they can’t figure out what I am.

Because so many of my moots on here are trans men/transmasc, I’m constantly getting “hey, you should join FTMblur. Hey here’s a bunch of transmasc content.” and like. That seems like a chill space. But I don’t think I fit that criteria

Meanwhile instagram is insisting that I’m a trans girl and keep giving me ads for cheap HRT and doctors that would help me get estrogen

Meanwhile the people I’m friends with on discord forget I don’t use they/them pronouns specifically for myself. Like I’m not upset but they think I’m NB constantly

#which one of them is right #find out next time on dragon ball z #boy blogger #boyblogging #hell is a teenage boy #mlm #this is a boyblog #boycore #tumblr boy #ftm #mtf #nonbinary #guys I’m pretty sure I’m cis???

I’m going to hire an Etsy witch to put a hex on my choir teacher.

We have a singing test today in class (after 3 consecutive snow days this week, two snow days last week, two days that I was sick, and the one day I went to class our director was out.) and apparently we’re throwing together a fundraiser for Valentine’s Day (less than 10 days, by the way) and the fundraiser is falling on my shoulders.

This wretch of a man is genuinely killing my desire to ever sing or study music. This is awful.

#boy blogger #boyblogging #hell is a teenage boy #this is a boyblog #boycore #tumblr boy #boy failure #i wish i didnt hate this town #choir #choir kids #choir music #I hate my evil director #etsy witch

There’s an unwavering aching in my chest to be free. I can’t ever let my guard down. I can’t ever rest on my laurels. I must prove them wrong; failure is not an option.