“You’re Such A Twink!” No Sorry I’m Literally Just A Trans Man Who Doesn’t Pass

“Yay okay I’m finally done with band I’m gonna go home and read fan fiction and then sleep it’s gonna be great :3”

My ears:

Gonna go eat even tho ik it’s gonna make me wanna throw up

Yippee

Loneliness…stifled by the internet….but ever present.

Me: “okay the day is finally over and I can finally go to sleep”

My brain: “hey what if they drop nukes”

„Suicide is selfish“ let me be selfish for once in my life.

having a hard time caring about anything, feels inevitable that i will kill myself

…iiii cannnnnn try?

Thank you my friend <3

I’m not allowed to go to therapy and i needed a void to scream into so this blog came to be

About me

- he/him

- I’m a minor, nsfw blogs fuck off

- I’m not as emo as i seem (usually)

Asks are open for vents or advice (tho I might not always be able to give it, I’m here if you wanna talk)

Gonna tag triggers as best I can but lmk if I miss one ever pls

TW - this is a vent poem that contains allusions to topics such as depression, sh, and passive suicidal ideation. It’s not explicitly about religion but it does use a ‘devil’ as a metaphor.

Be safe <3

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There’s a devil on my shoulder

He’s a nasty little thing,

but his whispers are so sweet

A blade tipped with honey, coaxing him to me

I don't remember when he came

Maybe he rode along on the agony of last November

Or maybe he's always been there

Nestled in the back, hiding away in a cloak of laughter

And each day his questions are more and more tempting

When the cloak is stripped away,

When the light of the day fades

I’m left alone to fight this silver tongued enemy.

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Stay safe out there yall, my DMs are open if anyone needs anything.

Remember, it’s never worth it, no matter how tempting it may seem,