Like, I want sick fucking femmes with hard sneers and frowns and anger.
I don’t want to be to told to smile ever again.
I want curved lips and stuck chins.
I want bared teeth. With little lines of lipstick making them look like fangs.
I want dark eye makeup and tangled hair and screams.
I don’t want anymore happy. naive. femme. shit.
Angry-faced femme for life
Me constantly. Black lipstick sneers are my favorite.
…And even when I smile, it’s this: