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trying on a metaphor
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@authielain
Petition!
There's a femicide going on is South Africa right now, here's the petition;
Declare GBVF a National Disaster in South Africa
Just a moment of your time will be one step closer to helping those suffering because of those who think they have the right to treat our fellow humans as lesser.
Turn your profile purple as a show of support 💜
Some of my favorites out of the pictures I took of the Aurora Borealis the other night. This was so surreal, and my photography obsession is THRIVING
(I wish it looked this vibrant to the naked eye, unfortunately I just have a really good camera for lights. Still cool though.)
aaaaaaughhhh
I cannot handle Other People Having Emotions. I want to fix it. I want to go say "you didn't do anything wrong and you're perfect and wonderful and I'm awful and boring and mean" but like. They did say wrong things, and they're being kinda mean. I literally apologized for the emotional response I had while IN THE MIDDLE OF A MELTDOWN. What am I? Am I real? How can I exist in such an apologetic state? Why do I take responsibility for everyone? (Insert more existential questions here).
It feels as though because I'm historically such a pushover, me holding a boundary someone didn't expect me to is now Unacceptable™. Either that or everyone thinks I'm still a child. My more explosive family can get away with saying outrageous things, but when I say "hey I didn't like how you said this", I am now Wrong.
Someday I will possibly scream at literally everyone.
Welcome to the genre of shit posting that is no longer shit posting and is now simply emotional upheaval haha.
You can laugh. It's FUNNY 🙂😀
You heard me, laugh. This is pure comedy, can't you tell?? Shut up no I do not need therapy, go away 😤
omfg
When you think it's just your hair and then something fucking crawls up your arm.
This has happened two times in the last three days, istg. There are so many spiders in my room
Uhh. Look at this cool thing I drew!! 👁️👄👁️
Lmao
I'm literally my biggest fan and I fwt 😎
Rules?!!! Wtf dym
I feel like I'm obligated to say this, being the person I am; um, fuck writing rules. Obviously there are plenty of places that they're important in, but like... if it doesn't work with what you're trying to convey, fuck it. Use a comma as a period, Mispell worrds (misspelling intended). Ruin the rhyme scheme of that one poem. Use too many lengthy, fancy, elegant, dramatic, dumb, wonderful, exquisite, fabulous, shitty descriptors.
Fuck it.
Falling
Just for a moment, I get tired of living.
Tired of wondering where the rest of my life will take me, whether my people will stop loving me tomorrow. I get tired of existing in a body that grew to be ill-fitted to my soul.
I plead with the universe, for peace, for the kind of safety I'm not sure I'll ever know.
The universe responds; "stop thinking so hard. Go do something that could go wrong."
reblog if you love archive of our own and how they firmly refuse to let censorship have any place on their platform
we love you ao3
My absolute favorite type of picture to take while camping (:
Run Away
Keep both bleeding eyes set on the target.
Hold them open in defiance until they glow red.
Watch me kill in cold blood; stare as my hands steal the life from a little girl who never existed-
She sees you. She crafted herself out of stray materials [you] left her, because she knew from the moment she entered your world that the truth was unacceptable.
She sits in front of you now, nearly dead and ignoring the blood pooling from her wounds;
at peace, for once in [her] life.
Don’t. Look. Away. Don’t you dare look away.
[You] will glare into my eyes as the last of her disappears from them, and you will recognize me.
I am not the daughter you wanted.
I am not your daughter at all.
But [you] are still my father;
The least you could do is acknowledge [this].
Let me lay claim to the ‘sin’ you believe someone forced me to commit.
This poem is also posted on my substack, I'd appreciate it if you'd check it out (:
It's currently the only thing on there but I will be posting a lot more and some of it won't be cross-posted here
First post ever! I’m not anxious at all :D
HEEELP
that moment when it's 4 am and you start wishing you had a whole ass child.
Seriously 😭
This happens every other night, I'm not even in my twenties and I don't have a partner let alone enough stability to raise a whole human, please knock me out so maybe when I wake up I won't be thinking about this anymore 🙂
In an ideal world, I won't start having kids until I'm at least 30 and living in a country I actually want to raise a kid in
Guys I don't think it's that I actually want a child, I'm just trying to navigate the vast sea of confusion about my own identity that I've been stuck in and apparently my subconscious thinks that means becoming a parent.
Oh also I'm lonely :)
Hello there
I'm SONIA KATS, a transgender queer refugee, and I come to you with a heavy heart today. I’m part of a community of LGBTIQ refugees who are facing unimaginable challenges. Life in the camp is beyond difficult. We have almost no access to food, clean water, medication, or even proper shelter. Every day feels like a battle for survival, and despite our resilience, the lack of basic necessities is pushing us to the brink.It feels embarrassing to ask for help, honestly. I hate it. But the truth is, we’re vulnerable and we need support. Without the kindness of people like you, we are left to starve. We depend on the generosity of well-wishers just to get through the day. Lately, the donations we’ve received have been scarce, and right now, we are at a critical point. We need your help, now more than ever. Your donation can make the difference between life and death for us. No matter how small, it helps provide food, water, medical care, and shelter for us. If you can, please contribute to our GoFundMe fundraiser and help us survive this dire situation.I know asking for money feels wrong, and it’s hard to come forward like this, but the reality is, we are desperate. We can’t do it alone, and we’re relying on the compassion of those who can lend a hand.Thank you for reading and for caring. Your support means everything to us.https://www.gofundme.com/f/urgent-aid-for-lgbtq-refugees/cl/o?attribution_id=sl:700c4f5c-34b0-4133-9ac1-9a1b09f07f0b&lang=en_US&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet_dash&utm_content=amp13_t1-amp14_c&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link
Hi Sonia. I feel so deeply for your situation, and for any refugees struggling in a place that's so unkind to them. I wish the very best for all of you, but I don't have the means to contribute right now. I would if I could, I'm sorry. I hope you all get what you need to live fulfilling and safe lives, and if I obtain the means to help you out, I will. Thank you for the message, and please never be ashamed of asking for help.
HEEELP
that moment when it's 4 am and you start wishing you had a whole ass child.
Seriously 😭
This happens every other night, I'm not even in my twenties and I don't have a partner let alone enough stability to raise a whole human, please knock me out so maybe when I wake up I won't be thinking about this anymore 🙂
In an ideal world, I won't start having kids until I'm at least 30 and living in a country I actually want to raise a kid in
Challenging you all!
Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!
Then tag Tumblr friends to keep the game going!
Let's go.
random five songs from shuffled
I'm still standing - Elton John
bad day - Daniel powter
dandelions - Ruth b
monsters - all time low
little lion man - Mumford and sons
@allonsy-moony @blazerraiden @fernthefrogkid @trinketcollectingcrow @tastelessleather @valentinos-corner @hellowstar21
i have spotify so this is from one of my playlists of stuff i listen to a lot ig
keep in mind i’m a weird theater kid
first five random songs
Chant ~ Hadestown
Femininominon ~ Chappell Roan
Boy in the Bubble ~ Alec Benjamin
Gemini ~ Troy
Odysseus ~ Epic the Musical
@stxrrstruckk @onetiny-inkdropuniverse @the-tortured-one @ruzqtx @lexusveryreal @mentally-tori-261 @bookwormgirl123 @cabin13winion
thanks @hellowstar21
First 5 songs
ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine
Summer depression by Girl in red
Lover boy by A-Wall
My Kink is Karma by Chappell Roan
Fool by Cavetown
if you guys want to check out my playlists follow my on Spotify ⬇️
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I have Percy Jackson themed playlists and some others that have also caught some attention (I also follow back)
tags: @inbedfturmum @cassandraofcain @future-kingof-ithaka @pjo-tvs-version @oasinoebe @sevsalio @ravenswritingdesk231 @zhr-dtr @scarlettshazam @crespuded-16 @crims0nr0s3 @ihaveopinionsonalotofthings @thatonegenderfluidmess @thedamsolangelofan @colequette @stupidocornetto @aroaceinaspace
plus all my other moots because I can’t be asked to put them all
yo thaks 4 the tag also: here
hells greatest dad from hazbin hotel
Gravity by neoni
partners in crime by set it off and ash costello
bisexual by grlwood
killer queen by mad tsai
@axisssss @koko-blueturtle @13callisto @diangelo14 @so-juliaaaa @topaziuss @the-tortured-one @neostarz @alex-fierro-pr-nightmare @aiegura @beautyqueenxwisegirl and everybody else that i cant remember
Yay :>
CHOOSE
DEATHBODY by Ghost and pals
idontloveyouanymore by Puhf
Dec. by Kanaria
Stay With Me by Miki Matsubara
Tortvred Lesbians Ripped Apart by Sewerslvt
I feel like I should acknowledge the whiplash of my playlist so here is my acknowledgement.
@ghostcat404 @angry-banana-27 @acecookonao3 @underscoreprint @kizu13 @little-timmy8206 @astersilliest @rigatonirules @tom-is-online @kamisheep @charlottethelizardqueen @tinkpumpkin
teeheee thank you for tagging me!!!
pick one
chiri chiri juso by kikuo
taste by sabrina carpenter
888 by cavetown
knight of the wind by crush 40
cure by park byeong hoon and akugestu (from alien stage)
tagging ppl :)
@llxsweettooth @bananawaddledee @abnormally-normality @cherriblossm @dropkick-me-jesus @our-happy-end1ng @kermit-the-fag-uwu @gendermiiiilk @caintooth @jellyfishrui @enanannnnn @jspg-6 @genesisgoblin
Pick!!
Everybody Wants to Rule the World (Tears and Fears, I think!)
Say My Name (from Beetlejuice!)
grEAT journey (Mothy)
Chururira Chururira Dadada! (Nenekasa alt)
School Song (Matilda)
Uh... @sparkyreloaded @blacksorrow-untiltheend @sunnies-theory-of-happiness and @rexaofwrath!
Pick
Becoming Potatoes (Wonderlands x Showtime)
Miss Miseryguts (R.I.P)
Housewife Radio (GHOST)
Tondemo-Wonderz (Wonderlands x Showtime)
My Shot (Hamilton)
@ilovemygfbro!
AHHHHHH
Lover’s Rock by TV Girl
Better Than Me by The Brobecks
Step on Me by The Cardigans
I Got No Time by The Living Tombstone
Bake No Hana by Nightcord at 25:00
@nyxia-rose
HIHIHI soo i don’t have spotify but here are the songs i listen to the most on yt!
keep in mind my music taste is almost purely japanese songs, most of which are from pjsk
anws pick!!
fire dance/faaia dansu (vivid bad squad)
D/N/A (azari, kasane teto + flower ver)
focus (kira)
CH4NGE (jiena’s cover)
anti-you (more more jump!)
taglist: @collapsecomplex @kaydenluvszzz @zetsyzzz @sprinkles62 @xello-nx @linxnnalyn @newyearz @byzantiumhollow @nivea-ah
Thanks for the tag :D I don't have spotify sadly, so yt will have to do :(
pick your fave :)
Cherry Cola (Devon Again)
The Prayer Song for Rain (Hitoshozuku x Yama)
Cherry Waves (Deftones)
Reflections (The Neighbourhood)
Oh No! (Marina And The Diamonds)
tags : @bucketkizuu @makismcflaw @motteteto @annileearts @tsty-brry @aiiry-0
thanks for the tag! i also don't have spotify so i'm using apple music instead haha
choose one!
Bubble (STAYC)
Dopamine (Madeline)
L.I.T. (Soy Sox)
Danse Macabre, Op. 40 by Camille Saint-Saëns (Philharmonia Orchestra)
LUNA (ONEUS)
tags (i don't know that many people yet, i'm sorry! if i tag you please know i think you're cool even if you have no clue who i am): @junewi02 @kokoasci @augustspearl @autumnleavesonnoodles @authielian
Thank you sm for the tag! Here's my five
pick one :D
dumb dumb - mazie
Memories - Conan Gray
Hermit the Frog - Marina
The Gold - Pheobe Bridgers, the Manchester Orchestra
My Alchoholic Friends - The Dresden Dolls
uh. Here: @drunkpunchlovesick @musingmagdalene @myheadsgonenumb @divana-aa @rene-of-the-blackouts @punschrullen @solarflaresoul
There's No Loving the Moon
I’ve never been in love.
Not the kind you’d dream about, and not the kind you’d dread.
I’ve never been kissed. Not for lack of wanting, and not for complete lack of opportunity.
I almost fell once, almost gave in to the hell that is hiding for someone who lacks the courage to to leave the draw of ‘expected’.
I was already plunging into the depths, accepting my place, when she swam to the surface and wandered away as if I wasn’t still sruggling to escape; as if she wasn’t the reason I’d taken the risk of drowning.
I could have kissed her, and that might have changed something. Maybe she wouldn’t have saved me the choice and turned away from my longing hands; the Ocean did not embrace me like I had hoped. Instead, she left me behind.
A wayward star drew my attention. And kept it, too, for a while.
He was gravity. The sort of pull I didn’t get from the Ocean. His pull was light, inviting me in.
I held fast to the warmth radiating from his arms. He accepted me, he wanted me, and drank up every bit of the attention I gave him.
But it’s dangerous to hang around a dying star, no matter how much the longing kept me going.
Too much wanting can be bad. My Star knew he was dying, he knew he didn’t know how to stop it, and he thought… with every fiber of his being he thought I could save him. That I could become the center of his universe, and keep him alive.
I knew I would die with him if I stayed. That the pieces of me would be mercilessly dragged into the black hole he would become; so I left my blazing red star to preserve what little of me there was left.
Searching for the same draw, I came up empty every time. I spent a year trying to yearn for someone who didn’t fit. The Sun felt like my dying star, at first.
It was unfair to her.
The Moon admires the Sun, and is glad to bask in her warmth, but never truly longs for her.
And it wasn’t the same. We both could tell we were a momentary comfort in each others worlds, although I fear my Sun did love me.
She isn’t a danger like the red giant. For a moment, it seemed she might whither into nothingness, but she soon returned bright as ever. The Sun has everything ahead of her, no matter if she falters.
The Earth was right there still, with her salty depths and clear-water lakes, with greenery reaching towards the moon in a way that smelt of belonging.
I couldn’t have ever touched the Earth, and so I continued to drift. Holding onto every sliver of warmth the Sun gave me, for she was all I had.
The Earth, for all her beauty and consistency, was just that- consistent. And the Moon has never been able to touch the Earth and her Oceans. Not quite.
The Sun stays in my view. Every so often I get to feel her warmth again, when she graces me with a “how are you” or an “I’m proud”.
There was never any bitterness. When it comes to each other we’re mind readers, so adept at our craft that even months of radio-silence can’t change our pace. Out of everyone in the world, my Sun knows me best, and I loath that I can’t love her.
Sometimes fear coils and writhes in my chest.
I compare myself to the moon far too much- and since the moon cannot truly touch anything around her, I wonder if I’m also destined to be alone. To be admired from afar, briefly, to be touched by the not-so-gentle hands of men and laid claim to before I’m left to continue my watching. To sit and wait.
It’s lucky I’m not really the moon. I can move and breathe, and I have the Earth under my feet.
I’ve determined that I won’t die without having felt that evasive thing pulling at my soul. I will not lose myself to the despair of wanting, and that is why I will get what I want.
My own soul is the one I’ll love first, and when I’ve mastered that, I’ll let myself be torn apart by the torturous thrill of experience. I’m not the moon, sitting high in the sky where no one can touch her.
I’m human. And no matter who believes they can claim me or cast me aside, no matter how many hands grab for me, no matter how many voices claim “mine,” “Mine,” “MINE!” I am the only one I belong to. And I am not the moon.
There's no Loving the Moon.
My precious child looking majestic as always
