Blake Michael

I don't know you but you wear vans, skate and make fanfic.
          
          
          
          We are now friends.

Why are y’all still reading my shitty fanfics. Like they’re not even that good.

My SOOOOOOOON!!
          
          I got wattpad on my tablet so now I can talk to you again a little bit more often than before!!!! Because I still have no internet lol. But it's be great to hear from you again! I'd love to catch up. Message me or respond here, idrc. But know I am not online a lot, again I don't have internet I'm at my gmas rn.
          SOYEAH.
          -Elijah (in case yous forgot or somethings)

Holy shit, I’ve been single for a WHOLE year now sksksksksk

I want a boyfriend....
                                             

sally face au where everyone is ok and nobody dies and sally and larry just hunt ghosts and are just happy metalheads together

call me BABE one. more. time. and i will kiss the fuck out of you. and no, that is NOT a “threat”. it’s a goddamn promise.

I lowkey want to write a Dear Evan Hansen fanfic where Connor doesn’t die and him and Evan kinda do end up being friends. But still have it angsty af.

kickstarter to replace my uterus with something useful like a boombox or a fog machine.

Being Trans is Like... 
          Being trans is like being allergic to bee stings. Whenever you get called the wrong pronoun or the wrong name, wear the wrong thing or your voice starts acting up, it’s a bee sting. Sometimes you just get an itch, sometimes a rash, and sometimes your throat starts closing up and you can’t breath. You could theoretically continue to live like that your whole life, but it would be a horrible life filled with pain and near death experiences. Then, one day, someone offers a way out. A shot to get rid of or lesson the allergy, which in this case, it would be transitioning. The only way to stop the allergic reactions, dysphoria, would be to take the shot, transitioning.