the inherent sadness of growing up alongside boys. watching as they are consumed by all the wrong lessons their fathers teach them. no, please don’t grow up. i miss the boy you were before your father hit your mother for the first time. before he screamed and you screamed back. before he said it has to be like this. i still love the memory of you. why must the wind beat down upon you and form you into a tree forever marred by the conditions it was forced to grow in. can i bring you back? shelter you from the wind? i guess i’ll never know. we’re both too grow to go back.
@loozerboykisser
boyloser boyfailure boyflop
not me. i’m chugging my media. inhaling it if you will. i’m like a dog that hasn’t been fed since breakfast and just downs a bowl of low quality kibble without even chewing.
"consuming media" is such an overstatement. at best I'm sipping it
my ex gf and i are gonna hang out this summer and if this gets 10 notes i’ll drop all the lore. cuz it’s pretty wild.
my boy <3. his name is loki and he is very orange.
ok so ex gf lore drop.
we dated for a while then ended up at different schools. i broke up w her cuz i thought i lost feelings (in reality i was just depressed asf). anyway two yrs later we’re still friends but haven’t talked irl and now im moving to alaska. ever since we broke up i can’t stop thinking abt her. recently reached out and we decided to hang out this summer. and god. i want her so bad.
im literally so hot (sleep deprived, dehydrated, lost in the daze)
is this how making friends work. do i win
“you belong in the kitchen” okay? and you belong in the soup. get Boiled idiot.
ah, yes. my bad. guess i’ll just kill myself.
go study. it’s what adam parrish would want you to do.
the last thing i see after showing my art teacher a stylized drawing instead of a hyper realistic one.
ideas, art, fandom stuff and shower thoughts. think about a group of gay neurodivergent teens sitting in an empty classroom room at lunch. that’s what this blogs energy is. asks open. please ask.
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