Mar 24
lalalal stinky doodles
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lalalal stinky doodles
One of these men is a trans and gay polycule having icon and the other married your mom after her messy divorce and isn’t even trans while he does it, fucked up
UGLIFIED. hindi ito yung ineexpect kong before and after shots. I'm so broken right now. Nope. Hindi sya pimples. Allergy sya. Putanginang allerg yan. Allergy daw sa sunblock at sa sun mismo. Muntanga diba? Oh yes. Kahit ganito po ang itsura ng balat kong halatang pang hampaslupa, sensitive pa rin sya. Actually isa sa talent nya yung magka-sunburn kahit na 30 seconds pa lang ako sa arawan at kahit naka-sunblock pa. Tapos dati., After high school hanggang college puno ng pimples ang back at chest ko. Thankful na ko nun kasi sa likod at dibdib lang at hindi sa mukha. Sobrang laki kasi talaga nila at red na red pa. Sobrang napuno nila yung back at chest ko, pwede na tayong magkonek the red dots at makabuo ng constellations ng lahat ng zodiac signs. At eto ngayon... Im so brokendth. Pangit na nga lumala pa. :( hindi kasi nito natutulungan ang mababa kong self-esteem lalo na ngayon at naghahanap ako ng trabaho. Hindi ko tuloy magamit ang charm ko at makapagpa-cute sa mga nagiinterview sakin. Help me God. Karma ko ata to kasi masama ugali ko. :(
“that’s uglified”
when pesto thinks its bad you know its bad
chasing real, tired- relapsing into unreality.
a time-fed self portrait in overgrown years, coexist and coerce
its phantom saunters inside the metal nerves,
to appease humanity with due blood and flesh
to reinstate their axes by trimming into halves.
few fled buds, still whispering their offsprings, illegitimate.
they are moulded into tyranny, in enigmatic lust.
from behind raced countless, and lethal act,
its hearts blew, to ether with dew, through light and dust.
beaconing for an ancient lighthouse, once burnt, still throb
nameless fairies create their funerals around glowing orbits
from whose death it colors so red, whose love so mauve?
tilling the raging volcanoes, vaulted, and uglified spirits.
our breaths breath, our loves love, our souls phew,
over owls hells they condense, and torments the desire
yet dire, punctuated missions, their vision askew.
heartbeats, new life on earth, new tragedies scatter.