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Women love me
men fear me
and I. ........
am a gay man
my ABSOLUTE favorite „no happy end“ tropes
1. „I am rotten to a point of no return… and so are you“
2. „I just started loving you and now you’ve been violently taken from me again“
3. „You are such a broken child and I am trying so desperately to fix you but no amount of love in the world can save you from your own wrath“
4. „You became so obsessed with winning that you overstepped every boundary. Even mine, though you had sworn from the bottom of your heart not to.“
5. „it’s so ingrained in me that my worth can’t be measured in love and gentleness, only in the amount of suffering I can go through without breaking just yet“
6. „My everything has never been enough“
7. „Finally. Death.“
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introducing myself
she/her
lesbian
genuinely going insane
hobbies
writing (fanfics, poems, books or journals), talking to myself and the voices, obsessing over ppl, lying myself out of the psych ward, smoking, watching depressing movies, religiously wearing my headphones, sleeping, doing my makeup, daydreaming
favorite artists
lana del rey, phoebe bridgers, mitski, radiohead, billie eilish, gracie abrams, big thief
favorite movies
the virgin suicides (always my number one), girl interrupted, lost and delirious, archies final project, thirteen, jennifers body, black swan, imagine me & you, speak, tart, loving annabelle, d.e.b.s.
favorite tv shows
yellowjackets(!!!), euphoria, skins, orange is the new black, greys anatomy, arcane
favorite books
the seven husbands of evelyn hugo, girl in pieces, solitaire, thirteen reasons why
other interests
life is strange, emily dickinson, fashion, pinterest, eyeliner, vivienne westwood
Actually sobbing. When will I ever get a short butch who'll kiss me to practice her lines for Romeo and Juliet 😔😔
In another universe, we'd still be exchanging paper rings and letters to each other down the hallway. In another universe, we graduated together, our names honored in our speeches. In another universe, you would still take me home by letting me ride on your motorcycle, using the hot pink helmet you bought just for me. In another universe, we moved in together and bought a golden retriever, we named her Honey. In another universe, I proposed to you. I proposed to you in front of our friends and family and a candlelit dinner. Just the way you envisioned your proposal to be when you were thirteen, I read your journal, you didn't know. In another universe, we were happy. Content. Satisfied with our life. We were happily discussing bills and taxes, I would hum your favourite songs in Sunday mornings to wake you up, you would cook us breakfast knowing I burned anything I cooked as long as I was in the kitchen, we danced to slow songs, we kissed each other good night. In another universe, I was content with a life of simplicity, but in this universe, I did the math. There was no solution that didn't require risk. In this universe, we didn't like risk. We didn't like risk to the point that I lost you, and you lost me.