I simply do not have time to get worried with every single slight they have, whether it’s an assassination or a store celebrating pride month, because regardless of the reason, they already want me dead

I’m going to continue being ungodly hot, helping people in need, and thinking about Getter Robo.

How's your quest going?

The gears in my head need to be oiled and the store ran out, how bad is it to just let the metal grind away at itself for like one more month?

Also ass? Idk what else is scratched and sniffed

Also if you're ever wondering how I type and/or talk this is how I do it, it's very just short messages and stream of conscious. Truly just a hole directly to my grey matter

On the bright side at least the comments have lead to a thing where you have to click to view more so I'm getting somewhere with this journey :)

For now though, poetry gets to stay in a notebook.

And this isn't for a lack of trying, the fact that I'm burning as much goodwill and coping mechanisms as I have is proof that I'm still desperately clinging onto every last bit of hope.

But poetry is easy and comes the fastest and doesn't really take too much time. It's like taking an cough drop while you have the most horrendous sickness.

Like it helps stop the urge of piercing my eyes with steel beams, but like I'm still sick as hell and coughing up loogies.

It's funny how sometimes intense depression leads to a creative outlet. Interesting coping mechanism brain.

...I think in my case poetry has been the least useful in actually slowing down the spiral but I've gotten a lot better and faster with my words, so silver lining?

I feel like it goes without saying that I won't be posting any of the vileness but the other ones I think is fair game.

Idk I use it to vent and to get out some really vile emotions, but some of it isn't that bad.

If this goes deep enough I might be tempted to share some poetry?

Time to start digging the hole I guess

Meant to say people don't see me as one but regardless like 4 years into my transition and I still get tripped up on the concept of gender, I don't think this will ever stop