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wonderful young lady with lots of potential

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DISCLAIMERS:

-i’m a minor

- if you see “vegas-gothic” in your notifications then it’s me!! this is technically my side blog.

- none of the pictures on this blog are mine i just get them from pinterest, i’d credit people but it’s probably not their photos anyway so like who really cares.

“why don’t you just make a whole trans only gym?” hmmm i wonder what would happen if one of the most frequently sexually assaulted minorities made a space where they’re vulnerable and in states of undress 😐

vegas gothic:

black cherry nails, grimacing, sinister smiles with yellow teeth, the smell of ammonia, sickly, spider-like women in red dresses, hellish cabarets, and incoherent drug addicts on the street, having gambled away any hope for an antidote to their sorrow.

trying to write poetry but everything coming to mind is just nonsensical and sounds vaguely cool

Let’s talk about “hood gothic.” Young men scrubbing blood and brains off their white sneakers with old toothbrushes. The caterwauling of crackheads in the alley, punctuated by what you hope is only a car backfiring or a kid playing with firecrackers. Windows blacked out with aluminum foil and bedsheets, windows boarded up with plywood, broken windows gaping like enucleated eyes. Winos babbling in tongues outside the corner store, beseeching man, god, and the devil himself for just one more dollar, one more bottle. Graffiti like sigils, like signposts to the underworld, illegible letters pointing toward the trap house in the cul-de-sac. Old ladies in house coats sitting on the front porch, surveying the block with rheumy eyes.

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