aunoisa

moths upon old scarves. l she/they I mostly writing and drawing

[aunoisa]

Ryden in 2026?????

Yes i am still not over them and yes i will take any feeling i have out on those white boys.

Here’s the link!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/76962466/chapters/201435901

[aunoisa]

The Catcher, Caught in the Rye

Burnt up polaroids and distorted faces

of people with hands that take more than soap to wash off.

The rye catching fire before the catcher even has the chance 

to grab the children, let alone to run.

[aunoisa]

Father.

A curtain soon to turn into ash, the gleam of cancer colored walls casted by lies threaded oh, so cautiously along my eyes. A choked apology reeking of fault and stale beer flowing through his hollowed soul. Though the only thing left in my grasp was ash, a branch had overstepped its mark and grown past his reach. 

Not long after had I realized, the blaze had already darkened my sight. At least this time, I was blinded by the light.

[constantpan1ic]

i mean, fuck, i like frerard, i like peterick, i like kellic, i like ryden, i like gay sex