Eths | Crucifère
These are a pair of onesies. For infants. One reads “i’m just a cupcake looking for my stud muffin” and the other reads “girls dig chubby guys”. Heteros really need to stop trying to force their lifestyle on children.
People are really creepy about pushing heterosexuality on babies in general. Like “oh, he loves to smile at girls, he’s such a flirt” and “What a pretty little girl; your daddy is going to have to beat the boys away with a stick”
Like can you not even wait for your infants to gain control of their neck muscles before you start pushing your sexual preferences on them?
oh my gosh this this this this this
so much
it makes me so uncomfortable
OMG yes, so creepy. People are already gendering/sexualizing my fetus. Creeps my shit out.
NO BUT YOU GUYS. The same people who bought my son a “stud” bib and a onsie alluding to an erection/boobs threw a fucking fit when I put milo in a my little pony top that I was forcing homosexuality on him.
WHAT THE FUCKIN FUCKO.
What also concerns me is that people are putting clothing articles on their infants that allude to sexual things.
Like, they are infants….. How about we NOT sexualize them at all? Let them figure out what they like
Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my eyes but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my
stomach are dead. Apparently you
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.
this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever
I am literally crying right now.
HAVE YOU EVER LOVED SOMEONE SO MUCH THAT JUST HEARING THEIR NAME OR SEEING A PICTURE OF THEM MAKES YOU SO HAPPY YOU HAVE TO SIT THERE A MOMENT BECAUSE YOU CANT STOP SMILING
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