she/ her

Gai poetry

[astrdncl]

hers.

even though

my thoughts

of her

are too

far against

the world

i don’t

want to

be anything

except for

hers

[twitterlols]

he is so proud of himself and so am I

[dailyau]

“Will you stop flirting with me you just got seriously injured and i’m the EMT trying to tend to your wounds in the ambulance, i don’t give a fuck that i look cute when i’m concerned, you’re lucky you’re not dead you dipshit” AU

- (@marspersonified)

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Writing Prompts

• Splintered Glass • Firefly Embers • Eyes As Yellow As The Harvest Moon • Lungs Sodden In Sunlight • Shaking Hands And Bloody Nose • Brass Laughter • Winter Woods • Mulberry Wine • Silver Solitude And Grey Seas • The Kiss Of A Dagger • Weathered Stone And Fresh Snow and Lamb’s Blood • Hot Cider On Your Lips • Pale Sunlight • The Dog Has A Missing Eye And Smells Of Carrion But Licks You Like Greeting An Old Friend • Fever Dreams And Sweat And Fists Balled Into Cloth Sheets • All Kings Are Cracked Granite Statues • Mouse Whiskers, Rabbit Fur, And Bird Bones • Mourning Stars • They Are Mist And Secrets And Yearning • She Is Void And Abyss And Voice • He Is Illusion And Rue And Apologies

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[astrdncl]

skinny.

When I was in 2nd grade a girl said my waist was the size of her wrist. And I guess I should have taken it as a compliment, but I didn't see it as one. When I was in 5th grade a boy said I was so skinny, that I would fall apart if he touched me. I started to notice that my hips were shards of glass and my knees were doorknobs. In 7th grade my friends complained about being over 130, and I had just hit 90. I'll keep my mouth shut, and hope no one asks about my weight. In 8th grade my teacher said I should eat something for a change. I didn't make a sound to her, but we all know damn well that I would be the one being punished. In 9th grade my uncle said 'you need to eat a cheeseburger, are you anorexic?' Why does having a high metabolism look like an eating disorder? At my first high school slow dance, my date had his hands on my waist and I was worried I would cut him. All I wanted was to match dress sizes with my friends, but I was 3 below. I suck at sports because I eat unhealthy to try to add something to my boney body. When I touch my body or see it in a swimsuit I can't help but cringe at how little there is. I told myself that I would never marry because there is almost nothing for them to love. I know that I have pencil legs and twiggy arms but when I have the audacity to say I'm "lucky". Am I "lucky" to look malnourished? Am I "lucky" to have been called stick my whole life? Am I "lucky" to seem like I'm just a skeleton? Am I "lucky" to never be able to put on weight? Being this skinny is not as "lucky" as you imagine.

[astrdncl]

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Possibly thx bxst human to xvxr cross my path and txach me to zoom in and stop the focus on wrath

shx listxns quixtly content and awarx and lowxrs my anxixty to hxlp mx clxar thx air

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