being depressed and in love at the same time is so weird. it’s like “kiss me, i want to spend the rest of my life with you, you are everything, my life, my love, my happiness, i love you.” but then also “please. just hold me while i fall apart. that’s all i ask.”
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not now. mommys making a 0 note post
You’re married to your phone background/lockscreen how fucked are you
what's wrong babe you've barely touched your potential even though all your elementary teachers really liked you and said you were gifted and that you were going to do great things
during the dark days
when i never wanted to see another person
the paper was there for me.
blue lines and white space,
emptiness and yet everything.
i couldn’t help but put pen to paper.
and if you look back on my loose-leaf from that time
you’ll find that there are neatly raised indents on the back,
loopy cursive leaving its legacy.
back then i could not write for the sake of writing,
my prose endlessly addressed to the people i loved.
i found a strange sort of comfort in knowing they would never be found.
and they were angry messages,
lovesick,
lovelorn.
i have never written a letter to someone i did not love in any way.
my epistolary jar tells the tales of a tragic love and a star-crossed one,
stages of knowing,
stages of heartbreak.
none of my love stories end the same way,
but i can tell you for sure that they never end well.
i have notebooks filled with stupid ideas,
things that soared in my head but never made it off the ground.
from time to time
i feel bad
for all the people i have made suffer
under those messy stories
and that twisted handwriting.
i sift through my musings
among those i call home,
we all laugh at my words that once held my pain.
i unfold my letters and
for a second feel sorry for that heartbroken girl.
i shuffle them away in a flurry of shame.
writing
is more than pen on paper
or clacking on a keyboard
or even the wild art form that a true poet would say it is.
writing is
a little piece of your soul
that you give away
in hopes that someone else will have the puzzle piece to complete it.
Ok guys, I have shit to say and y’all need to listen.
@furrygladiatormusic is a perv
He said he’s going to “leak” @theodditylacey when she didn’t even do shit. Lacey and I think he’s going to leak a random girl and say it’s her, please everyone either say something or mass report him. He’s insane, he was sending PORN to a 13 year old and calling me a fag when he himself is one!! He’s extremely homophobic when he is literally part of the community and he’s a republican. Please everyone watch out and do something about him.
Lacey and I wanted to post this so if any girls are being harassed by him they can come forward and we as a community can do something about it.
i used to write love letters that i’d never send
i’m a lesbian
it kinda just made sense in the end
my story is mildly boring—
I'm bored tell me the stories behind your user
your lips on mine were a mere wisp in time
and yet i can still feel them when i speak—
all my words are tinted, such a blessing for
someone whose speech tends to be tar-black.
seriously like no those aren’t notes on acid nomenclature, they’re detailed plans to overthrow my country’s corrupt monarchy actually
okay i am genuinely curious since you read so many books and it feels like every week you are posting abt a new one…
how many books do you think you have in your tbr??
i actually only have seven at the moment, and sometimes they don't even stay on my tbr for long, but i usually add books along the way so its really just endless
Iffff you’ve just finished a show and all the adrenaline and happiness has worn off to reveal the horrifying Post Show Depression underneith CLAP YOU HANDS