sometimes you gotta feel cute in order to get shit done. that’s okay.
do you ever wanna talk about a thing but you know you already talk about it too much and your friends are sick of hearing about it so instead you just hold it all inside you and constantly feel like you’re gonna burst?
two bodies come together to revive.
run along my temple towards the back of my skull like a cluster of spiders; shivers in tow.
brings me close
kisses me hard
our lips begin to swell, like a thousand cut lips from brash fights competing for lovers rights.
lays me down
pushing me deep; the body weight on me pushes me deeper into the surface of the bed making it impossible to escape the forthcoming ecstasy.
I refuse to be ashamed for believing trans women are supremely beautiful, and for declaring so at every opportunity. Partially because trans women are constantly told and joked about that they are awful, ugly, gross, unlovable, and I like to make a point to counter that narrative at every opportunity.
sometimes i think i might be bi but then
i’d rather climb a mountain than go in a cave, you feel me
‘cause you can see everything on a mountain but you never know what’s lurking in a cave
are you implying that any given vagina may or may not contain a bear
- Plot Twist: Someone actually gets feelings for me and doesn't fuck me over.