little jess

queer feels & junk

"metastatic disease cannot be ruled out" the shortest horror story ever written

you’re called max
and you used to call me a slut in bed
once i woke up with my hand down your pants
another time you yelled when i refused to fuck you

fuck you

now you read poetry with famous queers

holes in your body
like nonconsensual piercings
planning funerals like birthday parties
nausea like your first hangover
disease feels like a teenager


be as aggressive
as my body can handle
just hold me after

i was scared to die
last time, but this time it’s not
even an option

if you are an adorable trans dude who takes zero responsibility for your actions hey don’t even worry bro because chances are your friends will never bring it up and always still like you because you are adorable or something

"someone tried to teach me to never say never - it’s so funny, i never saw that one again. i’m sure they’re still somewhere deep down in the dirt in the back of my head, they just never call me, it’s not like they’re dead…

you can love someone and just not stay friends.”


hey folks, i am giving away an extra small tri-top underworks binder. website says the color is “nude” but what the fuck is that racist shit anyway it’s sort of tan-beige. wore it a handful of times, but in v. good condition. it’s too small for me but it could be the one to hug you tenderly. send me a message and it’s yours.