honestly it’s beaten a lot outta me. I don’t think I’ve ever been more insecure about the things I loved to do. I don’t want to share with others or be honest with how I feel. i don’t want to blossom or grow; I want to wilt and rot and die away :/
it’s just really tiring pretending like I don’t see anything; like I don’t notice how slimy people can get because it’s so much easier to pretend to be oblivious than to make any changes towards cutting people out …. ‘cause it’s everybody
oof I’ve been struggling for a really long time around people who really stand for everything, yet simultaneously stand for nothing… the same types of people who demand justice for abuse victims yet side with the abusers
like I just saw some fucking “Twitter space” garbage about trans men being “liars” or some load of cock and balls like that ….. like when tf is that reckoning supposed to arrive?
Rest in Power, Virgil 🕊 Your legacy will live on forever.
Virgil has been privately battling a rare form of cancer called cardiac angiosarcoma for over two years.
Sending our love and prayers to his family. 🤍