like??????¿¿¿¿when the first few notes of Les Mis start to play and…..?? Ur. Heart. Stops. !!!!! And ur CHEST FEELS WARM AND LIGHT and tears ARE THERE!! And you’re like HOLY GOSH DARM DAMN!!!!!!! I am. Home. I AM HOME. i am home.
the thing that i think MOST accurately resonates w/ jjba is when ur a little kid and ur on the elementary school playground and u larp with the other little children and someone is like “i shot you youre dead” and then ur like “but i was wearing a bullet proof vest!!!” and theyre like “well i shot u in the head with my special diamond bullets that also hit ur chest and u died” and ur like “but i was an alien the entire time and diamond bullets dont affect me” and so it goes until u get tired and go in for snack time
support trans men who don’t want to or can’t transition support trans men with effeminate voices and breasts support trans men who wear make up or womens clothing support trans women who don’t want to or can’t transition support trans women without breasts and deep voices support trans women who don’t dress particularly “girly” don’t just support acceptable “cis-passing” trans people.
Fake fur coat & fake emotions.
3am with my head on ur chest.
I haven’t even slept with you yet,
but you pull my hair back
like the covers.
You tell me that I’m prettier
than all your other lovers
but I know it’s not important.
And I know,
that I’d probably always do something
I shouldn’t cos I was born
with my mothers badness &
my fathers ability to abandon.
I put my hand in yours cos
I’m not sure how it would feel
to be alone or
how it would feel to make a home
out of someones bones that will
I’m ripe fruits and blood clots.
I’m the sweetest thing he’s got
but I’m only sweet like a
lemon chaser. He wants me
but I want the paper.
I’m on my good behaviour
but it’s so hard when you’re the kind
of girl who has never had
a saviour or when you’re flavoured
like cherry & vanilla.
And every man is a killer with a
hunger for the sugar and nothing
is as sweet as girl meat soft
& falling off the bone.
But when touches me, I’m stone
so I stay frozen on his throne
cos it’s all just starlight & fires
& motions to me…
And I’ve only ever found God
in the commotion.
She’s like an ocean in me.
in bruges colin farrell: a soft irish potato, round and smol. needs many hugs cuddling comfort love. moody, bad at maths, sad, deserved better. may or may not be dead. eyebrows.
fright night colin farrell: what the fucking flying fuck happened here i mean jesus christ this dude t h i s d u d e what the F U C K happened what the h e l l oh my god even ur grandma is blushing he smiles and u burst into flames the fuck is wrong with you my man why u rubbing apples on ur chest how did so much change in 3 years this is NOT OKAY im yellign the fuck ?? is happening fucking fuck time to fucking die holy hecking hell im sw e a ti n g aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-