rly am a 21th century cyrano de bergerac tho 

– have been writing poetry who the girl they love for years without making any kind of move

– convinced they’re hideous monsters and dont deserve love

will help their rival get the girl they love and manage their relationship

– want to be both a swordfighter and a writer

– wear capes

– probably gonna “fail their death like they failed their life” 

conclusion: cyrano is a butch icon

roaches and i have a lot in common

  • trigger a strong instant disgust reaction in people who see them
  • sight puts people in frantic killing mode
  • eat junk
  • only liked by what normal people call “weirdos”
  • survive and get used to poisons that would be lethal to anything else & were intended to kill them
  • will probably survive the nuclear apocalypse
  • ugly

you either think about the fact youre stripped off of your humanity and go mad 

or you watch silly videos in order to ignore the void 

thats all being a woman is about 

currently in a lesbian bar packed with butches playing billiard and casually having a drink, and ive never felt like i truly belonged to a space more than this one. i feel like i found my family and who i want to be! most of them are middle-aged or even older and this is so… loving and peaceful and what i aspire to grow old like