-*Gender Envy*-

Dude, so its 3am and the random thoughts are setting in and like I have this weird urge and rush of gender euphoria when I think about being a Lovecraftian being unable to be perceived by man without inducing madness upon their pitiful souls?!?

Like I want the kind look that would appear in those liminal space posts, but not to the naked eye, you'd have to do some fnaf shit and change the brightness and all that to make out my basic look before being scared for life and ripping all your hair out, or like you'd see me and be drowned in paranoia and manic, and stay up every night of the rest of your life thinking about me, not being able to address me with mere pronouns as I am both to human to be an 'it' and yet to beyond your understanding of existence to be a 'they', like?!?

I wanna be this thing that you would write poetry about to describe your depression, and if you even get close to understanding you'd jump off a bridge because you'd be too disgusted that I exist

God, it would've been so cool and emo if at the end I said that I WAS ALREADY THE MONSTER I CRAVED TO BE

But nah :[

I'm just Konnor.