you are not you.
and yet i still see you.
i see the wings beneath your clothes, rustling and trying to get used to being so small.
i see the horns beneath your hair, threatening to grow and point towards the skies like they did before.
i see the claws beneath your nails, wanting to poke free and scratch at the bark of the nearest tree.
i see the pads on your hands, soft and invisible, waiting to touch the snow of tundras again.
you are not you.
and yet i still see you.
anytime my chemical romance trends on tumblr, a small part of me hopes that there is news about an album…and then i realize it’s just the feral raccoons digging through the dumpster that is MCR youtube interview content of the 2000s
biting is such a versatile response to things
you love someone? bite them
you hate someone? bite
bored? bite bite
tired? chomp
i think im definitely some sort of catkin but im not sure im a black cat like i was in the dream i had, it just doesn't feel quite right
We need to kill the idea that you can’t both be a “real” alterhuman and have fun. You don’t have to take yourself super seriously 100% of the time to be who you say you are. Experiencing joy and laughter and whimsy is a good thing, and it’s actually far healthier to seek those over community validation through performing the “correct” amount of stoicism and misery.
for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits
the sort of vibe im bringing to the function today
“kill them with kindness” WRONG. TEETH AND CLAWS 🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺
"Why do I never see insect therians"
Because we get bullied to a point we start hiding our theriotypes.
"how does that even work"
"but they're don't have a high enough cognitive level"
Shut. Up.