Something Like The Episode National Anthem From Black Mirror But With Trump And Milei

im the boyest boy ever. also the girliest girl ever, cant choose i guess

me every day cause I don’t understand anything

watching fleabag. never gonna be the same, a box that i cant close just opened

hoping my gf thinks of me like this

your alien boyfriend is just so alien in the sense that his anatomy is just slightly different and off putting but you kinda love it.

you’ve noticed his heartbeat doesn’t really sound like a heartbeat, and he’s so fascinated by the way yours beats so rhythmically.

or maybe his irises get slightly wider than a normal person’s would when he sees something he likes, making them seem darker than what they usually are.

he doesn’t drink, like at all, which is fine, but he tells you it’s because alcohol doesn’t effect him. you think he’s just realizing he’s a heavy weight but you’ve seen him take ten consecutive shots back to back and not even flinch once. but funnily enough he does act a little tipsy at the smell of your perfume.

he’s also weirdly light on his feet. like, you can barely make out his footsteps half of the time and he tends to scare you sometimes because of it. you can only tell when he’s approaching is if the door creaks, or he knocks something over or he trips on his own feet or something along those lines.

he can also hold his breath for an concerningly long period of time. whenever the two of you are at the beach or the pool and he dives in, he spends an uncomfortable amount of time underwater. and when you start to worry, even the lifeguard (if there is one) starts to blow their whistle, he resurfaces casually, barely breathless.

he also kisses you like he doesn’t really need oxygen to breathe, it’s almost as if he can breathe through you, quite literally taking the breath from your lungs. he’s always looking at you like a kicked puppy whenever you pull away, telling him you need a minute for air. he doesn’t really get that you don’t breathe the same way he does.

school its going to ffffuxkin kill meee

idk if someone who speaks spanish will read me but i love writing poems and getting better at it and i want to be seen so i might upload some but i dont know, it scares me a little bit

i cant sleep and i have a maths exam tomorrow shit

me rn

How the Grinch Stole Christmas 2000, dir. Ron Howard

want her to look at me and think im the most beautiful girl in the whole world somehow, hardly possible for when i look like a little boy trying to look femenine

wrote a poem while listening to panic! at the disco and though english its not my first language i really liked this one! would love to hear opinions