CW: transphobia, body dysmorphia, violence
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the scapegoat
i am the scapegoat i am the street light staring you down you can’t get out of my sight i’m watching you i am the scapegoat i am the mirror on your bathroom wall you don’t like what i see i’m judging you i am the scapegoat i am the creak in your floorboard your weight makes me scream i’m hating you i am the scapegoat i am the knife in your kitchen drawer you like how i feel i’m killing you i hide in your shadow i walk in your footsteps i know who you are i know why you cry i’m inside your house i walk up the stairs i kneel down next to your bed and whisper in your ear “you’re going to be okay” |
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invasion
foreign invaders swiftly pulling out the rug they're here to help |
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fluids
i am and am not one with the natural world an omnipresence |
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family values
your family values are killing people daily reevaluate |
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dance
staring at the sea moon and tides dance together she’s waving at me |
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free dom
your songs of freedom of dreams and sanctuary don’t apply to me |
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hot button issue
as i bawl my eyes out i must be quiet ‘cause i’m in the men’s room |
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body modifier
cut me up put me back together with new parts throw away the old make me feel like a new person make me feel like me |
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off putting
i go on a tangent and it eats me e atsme ea tsme eat sme eats me eatsm e and I can’t stop it just keeps going a ndgoing an dgoing and going andg oing andgo ing andgoi ng andgoin g i can’t shut myself off until I collapse |
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i did the math
in 2022, Taylor Swift’s personal jet released 8293.54 tons of CO2. just her jet. that got me thinking about how my mode of transportation contributes to a dying world. so i did the math. my car emits 6.5 tons of CO2 every ten thousand miles, or about 1.3 lbs every mile. i’d have to drive 12,759,292 miles to break even. you probably think i drive some kind of fuel-sipping fart-sniffing liberal-leaning faggot-loving under-the-speed-limit-in-the-right-lane electric hy-bred motor vehicle. i drive a toyota tundra. i’d have to drive this twelve-mpg-getting dick-measuing-contest-starting planet-destroying kindergarten-killing mastodon-class-love-letter-of-post-9/11-American-excess 12,759,292 miles just to break even with her. she didn’t even tour that year. |