enet wrote:

I wish using women's perfume and wearing women's jewelry was normal for men. Men's perfume smells like ass, it makes me feel like throwing up while men's jewelry, which can sometimes look cool is usually bland and boring in comparison to women's jewelry which is pretty as fuck. Men's earrings for example are usually always some variant of a cross, stud or a spike. Like why would I want to wear a basic ass looking men's spike earring when a butterfly earring with intricate styling looks so much prettier and better looking, I don't care if it's for women, I will wear that shit.

nobody is stopping you. fuck what is regarded as "normal". people having a problem with men presenting more fem usually are not worth to be close with anyways.

I wish using women's perfume and wearing women's jewelry was normal for men. Men's perfume smells like ass, it makes me feel like throwing up while men's jewelry, which can sometimes look cool is usually bland and boring in comparison to women's jewelry which is pretty as fuck. Men's earrings for example are usually always some variant of a cross, stud or a spike. Like why would I want to wear a basic ass looking men's spike earring when a butterfly earring with intricate styling looks so much prettier and better looking, I don't care if it's for women, I will wear that shit.

why do we care about our estonian political compass

Be fully westernised and become a caffeine addict too mom

I love walking around outside past midnight. No one around to interrupt me listening to music and once busy roads gone completely quiet. It feels like I'm the only person in the world, where no one else exists, in a state where nothing else matters other than the feelings I have listening to the music harmonically vibrating in my ears. I use no light either because I like to walk around in pitch black naturally allowing my eyes to adjust, where the vibrant colours of the day are void and the only thing that distinguishes objects from one another are brief hints of light and darkness; a true colourless world of grey. Sometimes it's dark enough for me to see the stars which become my only company in the dark and whenever there's a full moon it gives off such an entrancing luminescence that makes me think that everything around me including life itself is just a dream. I've always loved the moon, the symbol of death and rebirth and also the symbol of something you can never attain but can always strive to reach. It's a double-edged sword that at times makes me think that dying wouldn't be that bad but other times inspires me to keep working harder.

Walking around alone outside past midnight also has several horror aspects, one being the possibility of being stabbed to death which is a common thing here because I live in the UK. This might be unappealing for 99% of people but I like horror and I also like the feeling that I could die at any second.

Why did I type all that? It's valentine's tomorrow so I felt like spreading some love by sharing some of the things that I love. It's an absolute cringefest of a post but I just be like that, I'm an emotional mf