God, I'd Rather Die Than Be Without You.

i hope you don't think of me as just a mutual or a silly person on tumblr, but as someone you would cover in blood and have filthy ritualistic sex with

pour one out for trans peeps who have one foot in the closet cus they don’t want their parents knowing but wanna be out in other places like work or school,

who don’t want to change things about themself just to “pass”,

who “look cis” because they don’t have their hair a certain way, bind, pack, tuck, take hormones, or dress a certain way

who get misgendered, not out of maliciousness, but because they can’t tell unless you tell them

none of this makes you “less transgender” and less transgender isn’t a thing. you’re trans. it came free with your complicated relationship with gender

“stop romanticizing (bad thing)” sorry that i have a poets soul and can see the hidden beauty in the grotesque

meeee

i hate u (flirting)

but thats the whole fun in being their personal blood bag . posers

you all will be like “omg vampires 🤭🫣🥴🥰😍🥵” then BALK at the prospect of being nearly drained dry and killed by one. you are so fake and stupid and have no sense of adventure whatsoever. where’s the love. appreciation. because i can’t fucking see it

BILLIE EILISH — 'LUNCH' (2024)

me and who

yum

stop explaining metaphors to people that insist everyone who loves horror is a degenerate. just tell them you jack off to people getting ripped open its all they want to hear