It genuinely hurts to be a freak. This isn’t a joke. It’s a statement. People fetishise the idea of being “different” (not that there aren’t millions of me out there) but when someone “different” actually shows up they’re rejected immediately.

And it’s not like being a freak/weirdo/whatever you wanna call me is what’s hurting me because I *like* being this way

But the rest of the world usually responds in one of two ways: dismissing me as someone who’s playing a character for attention or being repulsed by me and rejecting me/doing everything in their power to ensure that I don’t make progress in my life

I’ve been thinking about writing my own theory and if I do, this will probably be at the forefront of all of it because it’s at the forefront of my experience in general. I was born a freak and from that moment onwards, was rejected constantly but I *like* being a freak.

Something I’d really like to do through my art and my tweets I’d create a sort of “freaks/weirdos” community.

Because even as a schizoid I can tell you that in this particular society you *need* the support and understanding of others to get anywhere in life. Financially, emotionally, in terms of health etc

I don’t give a fuck if you wanna dress like a bunny and swing from a chandelier while screaming the lyrics to “House of The Rising Sun” in a bad German accent and you shouldn’t give a fuck about my quirks either.

And I guarantee that there’s someone out there who would genuinely find a noteworthy amount of fulfillment out of doing exactly that

And that’s fucking cool tbh

Motherfucker you suffocate your babies because of a 10,000-year-old book about an invisible man in the sky but me drinking some blood makes me reprehensible?