a work of art.
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
YALLLLLL HAPPY FUCKING PRIDE MONTHHHHHHHH🥳🥳🥳🥳
BITCHH ITS OUR TIME TO SHINE SO GET OUT THERE AND SHINEEE.
NO MATTER WHAT YOU IDENTIFY AS, YOU ARE LOVED.
SHOW OFF OUR LOVE LOUD AND MOTHERFUCKING PROUD.
ITS YOUR MONTH.
IT IS OUR MONTH.
im bored asf so if someone has a request for me to write id loveee to. js like a short one shot here on tumblr. and yeah ill write smut if that's what you want, js be a bit specific so i don't write anything you dont want in it. thank youuu <3
so today i bought a journal, ripped a piece of paper out of a different old journal, and wrote "the book of people" on said piece of paper, and taped it to the cover of my new journal.
then, i skipped two pages and titled the page "mom". i proceeded to write - what i could only describe as - a letter of sorts, to my mom. now of course, she will never see this letter, nor will anyone else, so i did my best to be as truthful as i could possibly be. im not sure why but, even in my journal, i tend to censor myself a little - im not fully honest. i say i am, but im not. i did try tho.
after i finished my letter, where i wrote all my feelings towards my mother - the good and bad - i went back a page, and titled it "table of contents" and skipped a line and wrote "mom (1-4)".
the idea of this is to, essentially, write a letter to everybody in my life and fill the book up with it - a book of people.
im not sure why i wrote this or why im sharing this. but it was fun. i found that when i wrote this letter, i was able to reflect on a lot of things. able to think back on things, and see things clearer. now of course, the idea of writing things down to better process it isn't new.
i think, overall, im js excited. to write about all these people who i love. and of course, the name is "the book of people" so i have to write about the people i hate too. not fun. but idk. i js wanted to share. have a good night y'all.
Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.
so ive been in my reading BAGGG recently and i js finished the seven husbands of evelyn hugo and as a VERY bisexual girl i absolutely ADORED the lgbtq representation in the book. (lesbian, bisexual, and gay.) so if anyone has any book recs that have lgbtq representation PLEASEE tell me some cuz i loveee being able to read it. and not just books, movies too!
"maybe in another life."
shut the fuck up. shut the FUCK up. 'maybe in another life', motherfucker WHAT OTHER LIFE???? THIS IS ALL WE GET.
we have this life, THIS LIFE, and that's it. so if there's something that you want to say or feel or whatever the fuck, then do it. fight for it. and fight hard and passionately and make sure that your fight is known.
we get once chance. bitch.
its up!!! i hope yall like it, and leave a comment!
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the thing that no one tells you about being someone who's gaurded over their vulnerability and their tears, is when you finally need someone to talk to, when your finally crying at night, your body shaking and your throat raw - there's no friend for you to talk to. you're alone, and for a moment, you regret being so tough on your emotions.
hey chat. if you read my fic on ao3 (which you totally should if ur a maze runner fan) PLEASEEEEEEE leave a comment. i would LOVEE to hear what y'all think about it, literally anything - whether it be criticism or compliments - would be so so so so so appreciated. <33
oh and btw, the link to my ao3 is in my intro post. or it's my_little_universes on ao3.
oh and i got an idea for a marvel fic so i may be uploading that soon. soon meaning anytime in the distant future.
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its pride month... it is, i fear, PRIDE MONTH???? why are we hating on one another during PRIDE MONTH? isnt the beauty of being apart of the lgbtq community that we all care for eachother and love eachother NO MATTER our sexuality, but because we know the struggles our identities have been through and we're here to support eachother MORE THAN EVER now????
QUICK FUCKING REMINDER
being bisexual DOES NOT MEAN being GAY or being STRAIGHT. it means that we like BOTH men AND women. BOTH. NOT JUST ONE. BOTH. can we have a preference? yes we can. you can like mainly men with a sprinkle of women and still be bisexual. you can like mainly women with a sprinkle of men and still be bisexual. you can have only ever dated men and never a woman OR vice versa AND STILL BE BISEXUAL. IF YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO BOTH MEN AND WOMEN, THEN YOU ARE BISEXUAL.
have we all not been through enough fucking hate over the years?? why are we hating on one another during a month where we're meant to embrace ALL of us??