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Blake HELPPP?? also ur not wrong about him being a twink part…
VANCE HOPPER I actually LOVE him smmmm like he’s been my hyper fixation other then jayson Todd for AGES nowww kmgg
What was it like to lose? All my life, I’ve been held to impossibly high standards that I’ve managed to reach. I’ve been scraping the bar, but I’ve reached the standard. I finally made people proud! I felt good for a while, but this proved that my maximum effort, the effort that exhausts me to no end, the effort that has been forced from me, the effort that takes such a heavy toll on my body, is someone’s minimum effort.
The feeling of dread that seeps back into my body is cold. I had known the warmth of happiness and love and care, but now I must go through the cycle of being compared to someone else. Insults, demeaning and derogatory comments make their way back into my life, dragging me down.
I’m fighting for my life in this sea of brutality, struggling to survive, desperately trying to stay afloat, while I watch them float effortlessly, like the perfect being they are. The water they swim in is so clean, and pure. Mine is tainted with blood, sweat, and salty tears. What was it like to lose? It was like normal. It was the norm for me. The only reason it hurts so much is I was doing so well. And then I went and ruined it.
But I must stand aside and accept my place, below them.
@whatswrongwith-me said in some words i dont like/dont like to use + resons pst one:
[REASON: i cant prononce it and it sounds like im saying bwueway.]
it’s like- Rhotacism for your l/rs
A young girl or a pretty meal
The line is just so fine
Little red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the night
See the wolves they wait and watch and howl hoping for a bite
Of fresh meat on a busy street the minute you’re out of sight
Little red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the night
But Little Red, she knows these streets,
So why should she be afraid
She walks out with her blood red cloak
But red’s his favorite shade
You’ll attract the wrong attention
Wearing colors such as those
Boys will be boys, wolves will be wolves
But what does mother know
Feed us your girls
The wolves shout out
Feed us the ones with curves the ones without
Feed us your girls
From plate to mouth
Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mothers not around
Dawn arrives and dinner scraps
Are on the street from just last night
People whisper 'it’s her fault
With a red so very bright
A silly girl
A common whore
Someone cover up that sight
No one likes to see leftovers by the dawning light
Little Red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the night
But Little Red she knew those woods
Each tree and every stone
Doesn’t matter either way
When there’s a wolf inside your Home
You can hear the growling
So You throw the dog a bone
You’ll catch more bees with honey dear
But what does mother know
Feed us your girls
The wolves shout out
Feed us the ones with curves the ones without
Feed us your girls
From plate to mouth
Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not around
Little Red was not a meal
A little girl is not a tease
A cloak is not an invitation for what’s underneath
Our no does not mean yes
There’s no riddle, there’s no test
Blood red clothes alone at night shouldn’t equal death
But the wolves are very hungry
Gnashing pointed teeth
Don’t care what the wrappers like
It’ll eat you if you breathe
So maybe it doesn’t matter
How we wrap up our skin
Cos you’d prefer to blame the girl
Then deal with your own sin
Feed us your girls
The wolves shout out
Feed us the ones with curves the ones without
Feed us your girls
From plate to mouth
Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not around