Every morning I wake up
I remove my chains and
I put on my body
So that I can be me
For another day

Delusions Of The Mind (1/?)

I’m craving Mental Facility AU’s so this happened

Kurt has an eating disorder so he’s sent to a treatment facility where he meets Sebastian, a kid with behavioral problems.

Warnings: Pill overdose, Eating disorders, Mentions of Suicide

The scale says 125. Kurt Hummel frowns down at the number. He brings his fingers up to pinch at the non-existent fat on his stomach. His hands grope at a flat belly. He looks at the mirror and sees a distorted image of himself. He sees stretch marks and pudge. What he doesn’t see is the bones bulging out from under the thin skin. He doesn’t see how sunken his eyes are, nor does he see how his skin is starting to droop on his bones. He chooses not to see how his father, his friends, how everyone looks at him with matching worried expressions. All he sees is a fat body. A body he doesn’t want. A body he’ll do anything to get rid of. 

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Coming Undone (5/?)

I thought this would end up longer than it is *sighs*

Summary: Sebastian is a boy. He is 100% Male. But meeting Kurt and Blayne may undo 18 years of oppression and make Sebastian realize he’s really a Sabrina.

Kurt gets to the Lima Bean exactly 5 minutes early. He figures if he get’s there first, Sebastian will be less likely to run away. He’s right. As soon as Sebastian enters, he looks like he’s going to bolt, but Kurt flags him down. Sebastian orders his coffee and comes to sit in front of Kurt who recrosses his legs under the table. 

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i roll the i love you’s
on my tongue 
like the taste of the cigarette
we shotgunned in the back
of your dad’s car

I wonder if i’ll ever get the guts
to say them
all of them
the i love you when we fooled around on the dock by the lake
or the i love you when we joyrided in my brother’s ‘vette
or even the i love you when you breathed the smoke into my mouth
and the taste was so sweet
and so bitter
just like your love.

sora wanted a ftm!Kurt/adam fic so I made porn

The best thing about dating Adam, Kurt decides, is that the isn’t any guessing. Adam is very straight forward in everything he does. Kurt knows Adam adores him. Kurt knows that he finds Kurt sexy. And when Adam totally accepted that Kurt was transgender, Kurt knows that Adam is a keeper. 

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Coming Undone (3/?)

Rating: M (finally some sexy times
Warnings: Dubcon, Sebastian tears
Pairings: Klayne, Sabklayne later
Word Count: 1100+

Summary: Sebastian is a boy. He is 100% Male. But meeting Kurt and Blayne may undo 18 years of oppression and make Sebastian realize he’s really a Sabrina.

There’s a dull ache in Kurt’s chest when he drops Blayne off at her house. Sweet Blayne who asks if Kurt wants to come in, her parents are out and to be honest she doesn’t like the idea of  Kurt being alone at this time.

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Never let yourself destroy you
Sometimes idle hands itch
Because they want destruction
Don’t let the inside you win
Knit a sweater for your grandma
Instead of the other way around
Bake a dozen cookies
For that friend you don’t talk to anymore
Eat them by yourself
Or with the friend you do talk to
Dye your hair a pretty color
Feel like a rebel for once in your life
Masturbate
Because sometime you need a little self love
And never never never
Ever
Let yourself become a hollow scared shell
All because of a case of idle hands

His fingers were black from the graphite, copying our reality onto plain paper. He brought the cigarette to his lips, painting them black as well. For a moment I thought about him dotting me with his fingers, black swooping across my ribs like freckles.

I wake up
Disorianted
Sleep releases me from it’s comatose hold
Rolling over
I bump into
Solid, warm you
I smile

I bury myself in you
I breathe you in
The smell of sleepy skin
And the floral scent of hairspray
Left over from last night

Your eyes are smuged
And your lipstick long eaten away
I lean in for a kiss
And I can taste
The sin on your skin

I remember saying that I love you
Between the third shot of tequila
And the second round of sex
And you clutched on to me
Asking if I would still love you in the morning

I’m craving coffee
But I decide that being wrapped up in you
Is a better option
And that is how I know
I still love you.

I am an oxymoron wrapped in flesh and blood

I am the darkness
Making shadow shapes of your greatest fears
I am the soft glow of the under the sea nightlight
That your mother plugs in to stop your tears

I am the upper
The grande caramel machiatto and the menthol cigarette
I am the downer
The chamomile tea and the heroine drip

I am the bitch
Bringing you emotional up and downs and tears and frustration
I am the blessing
Wrapping you in the warm arms of comfort and unconditional love