wretchedoftheearth: I wonder what the world is like when virtually everywhere is a safe space for you and you don’t have to block people and leave websites and sever friendships and avoid certain activities and drop classes and switch deans and ignore comment sections just to go through the day without too many people trying to plant the idea in your head that you are less than human
comakid: dead insect shells, sad boy shells. crushing something on the windowsill. crushed beer cans looking something like you and me. something sharp but something weak. we left salt stains on each other’s clothes. our mucous smeared on each other’s lips when we kissed. moths instead of butterflies, moths instead of butterflies. please.