#not to use

[weepylucifer]

i never thought i’d ever find myself collecting receipts, but with some people....... i feel like i’m gonna need em

[1-800-roflmao]

Throw you down, more like throw you across the room-

Eventually gravity will bring you down xD

[pandascanpvpmoved]

might still keep my old ones for my sake :,)

[starrpeach]

lorg version for my new youtube banner yeahhh I really like this one <3 also!! new logo!! ooh and I changed my persona’s design lol (though you have’lt even seen me draw...me much lol)

[transguyblu]

Our world is hurt and ugly

if i could define myself in one word it would be ugly that or hurt because the ugly truth is i have been hurt by many since i was young i was a show and tell act the way he put his hands all over me and the secret was i never told anybody every scream and sound was met with his frown followed by a backhand or pipe hurt could be my best friend cause it has been the most stable thing in my life when love turned its back on me hurt was there to swallow me up the ugly truth is that my life has been made up of bad news and bad times When i went to my mother and told her she had two sons not one she and as my memory can recall she did not want to talk about it and thats still the same The day i got my chest remove when i awoke drugged out of my mind I told her cause it was a happy moment in my mess of a life I was again met with my sweet old friend hurt because HOW DARE I DO THIS TO ...MY? BODY I was not alone in this room as my heart began to break once more I had two wonderful people there and they faded away like background noise cause all i could hear was her voice telling me how dare i.... now a days when my mother says she loves me theres a change in the way she says it almost like she has to like she regrets the fact she has a son who loves many and everyone how maybe she has to tell her friends i am a queer and i dont have a job like her which is cleaning up everyone elses shit so she can ignore her own and i guess i understand her in that she ignores her own things and maybe it runs in the DNA cause i do the EXACT SAME cause when i was little there was no superman to rescue me i was alone in my darkness when that monster came to get me time and time again now that i am twenty two i play my own hero for others I send out my heart over and over again trying to rescue as many as i can cause the world is dangerous to anyone who is not in the black and white society has told me my colours are to loud and try to dull the sparkle i keep fighting to have in my hazel eyes The same eyes that gets to watch the world be terrible but also see the beauty that shines in the dark places Like a little brown dog who thinks i could carry the world on my shoulders In her world the world ugly is not a definition she would use on me Because to dogs that word does not exist and i wish i could see the world with such pure eyes but then i remember how ugly the world is with hate because not everything is black and white Some of us live in fear that everyday is our last day while others have the luxury of having the world handed to them on a golden platter SUCCESS does not make a man a good man heart does if you are filled with anger and hate how are you in anyway good? I am a man who owns very little and I still have something to offer In this war torn white run world we should all remember to give to love To fight along side those who the world turned its back on and yell to turn back and listen We need to take time to trim the barbwire around our hearts and let people in because the world is a lonesome and dangerous place when most only see it in black and white I am simply one trans man but even I try to see the colour in my times of darkness thats black and white. Hello folks this is a project I have done :) I know its on the rough side and not the best but I put my heart and soul into this piece. So do enjoy if you can and sorry its pretty dark