#rhythmposts

[rhythmsmith]

CAN THE P•RN BOTS STOP FOLLOWING ME PLEASE?

[radar-of-the-stars]

Listen, it's not a true slumber party unless it's

24 monkeys

1 Normal girl

Bring your own pillow

On a single massive bed

Live singer

[disproportionatelysculpting]

rhymed over cocaine

a tear from pains

all effort in vain

life slowly drains

no sight or aim

fury in the flames

demons untame

insincerity reclaims

commitment to refrain

memories maim

my little brain

who is to blame?

unwanted shame

nasty strains

nothing to gain

meaningless remains

whats with the complains?

just get over with some champagne

stimulations like cocaine

-zeuge

[reflectionsyouwillneversee]

The dance

I met the one

Who changed the way my heart would beat

So together we danced to the rhythm

Until the song was done

[rhythmsmith]

I finally figured out my identity. I’m just... Queer. To me, my experience doesn’t really entirely fit with any labels, because in a way it fits with most of the labels that exist. So I’m queer because queer means me. It means I’m here and living and breathing.

I don’t have to or need to specify my identity nor explain why I answer to every pronoun, because my queerness encompasses all of that without having to force myself to fit in boxes, that to me (keyword here bc this is just my experience), have never fully described the whole story of my experience.

But to me, Queer does that.

Anyways sorry for rambling. It’s been on my mind for a while and I needed to find a way to verbally express what I’m feeling

Not me comimg out as Queer to everyone I know as the best way to describe everything

[ID: the queer pride flag]