You're as sick as your secrets

I have no interest in relationships anymore I just keep to myself and hope I’ll die in my sleep

im not scared of my own desires. i sabotage myself to make sure i never get what i want for unrelated reasons.

im inventing a new bechdel test that you can only pass if your movie has two butches alone together smoking and maybe one of them grabs the other by the belt loops and then one of them puts a cigarette out on the other and then they start making out against a truck and maybe there's a little bit of teeth and tracy chapman is playing on the radio and we can hear them breathing and cut to black. or not. maybe not cut to black. i will leave that up to you but remember there is a right answer

Glad others agree lol I was ashamed to write this

[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish