Lou

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[cherryzomb13]

Welcome

call me Lou or Cherry

he/him pronouns

assorted content

Poetry: #original poetr13 Misc aesthetic photos: #cherryz pics Total random: #cherryz post / #cherryz rb Drawing blog: (under construction) @louboy13 / #Louboy13 (OCs tagged by name) Nature blog: (under construction) @reanimated-landscape

Antiracist, ND, white boyqueer from the south. Interests will be in the tags. I love engagement and it would be wonderful if i could build some connections and discuss creative ideas, especially for comics and videogame development.

[jaywasablindpirate]

does anybody else notice that when Jacksepticeye high fives his hand is as stiff as a board

[therealjacksepticeye]

Years of high fiving the audience has toughened me. None of this limp shit

[cherryzomb13]

We get it bro, you're not gay, you don't have to shove it in our faces

[nelsonakis]

Petition for Smosh to adopt Seán

[tpwrtrmnky]

I do think "literally zero evidence indicates that gatekeeping medical transition does anything to prevent regret, but the harm done by gatekeeping is extensively documented" is a much stronger argument than "regret isn't real" cause there's always going to be some anecdote that puts you in a weak-looking rhetorical position for the latter, but the former is pretty unassailable.

[headspace-hotel]

tags from @queerical

[everydaylouie]

pop star

[shencomix]

My Experience at the Gym Today

Okay so, when I go to the gym, I usually bring my big timer. It's about as big as my face so that I can see it from across the gym, and it has suction cups on the back so that I can stick it to the wall mirror. Here is my drawing of what it looks like:

Today, I arrived at the gym as usual. I sauntered up to the wall mirror, attached my suction cup timer, and set it to an hour. I looked back at everyone else at the gym with a smug smirk, hit a few casual stretches, and got into plank position on the ground.

After 27 seconds I collapsed. There was still 59 minutes and 33 seconds left on the timer. I just lay there face down and started weeping gently. Even though I wasn't making eye contact with anyone, everyone else at the gym still looked away with a strained expression on their face. After weeping for 10 minutes, I got up, took the suction cup timer, and hurriedly shuffled out of the gym, looking at the ground.

When I was walking past the front desk, I decided to raise my head and looked with my teary eyes back at the woman at the front desk. She always works there and might own the gym for all I know. She's an older woman with an eyepatch, in a black tanktop, and that wiry type of frame that carries more strength than you would expect. Here's my drawing of her:

She looked back at me. After a couple seconds of us looking at each other, ever so slightly

Almost imperceptibly

She nodded.

I had improved. Last week, I had planked for only 21 seconds and cried for 15 minutes.

Today was a good day.

[cherryzomb13]

i didnt give you permission to write about me

[i-post-images-of-water]

Kawase Hasui (Japanese, 1883-1957)

[redzombie]

The Healing Church · The Choir · The School of Mensis

[everydaylouie]

moving day

[inkskinned]

you know what? fuck it, man. the world is held in the fists of people who like to break things. at this point i’m saying who gives a shit. wear that victorian dress you don’t have an excuse for. dress up like a witch, pointed hat and all. who cares anymore. why worry about it when there’s bigger stuff to worry on. i’m saying. yeah, this lipstick is too dark, wanna share? i’m saying go talk to her, tell her that you like her hair. i’m saying she’s out of my league but i’m still swinging, i’m saying yeah i’m in a ballgown and it’s a pta meeting. what about it. eat the extra brownie, tell her your feelings. i’m saying if nothing matters than we might as well give nothing meaning.

[inkskinned]

#i’m saying if existence is a void at least i’m going down screaming.

it’s been 9 years since i wrote this. i was experiencing 24/7 anxiety so badly that i needed serious medication. these days in the back of my car is an “emergency party box.” when people admit they no longer really celebrate their birthday; i tell them to put the sash on and queue up kesha, we’re going bowling or something. these days i can’t spin around without finding something i am enamored with. these days i list 3 things i’m grateful for before i fall asleep. you’re probably one of them, just by virtue of you existing.

at the time i wrote this, i was suffering through a severe panic attack literally every night. i tortured my brother with constant 2 AM calls just to hear someone else breathing, because i couldn’t be alone in the silence.

i rarely wish i was still 23 even though ironically i had more hope back then. what i can tell you is this: i love the same way, but bigger now. i’ve worn the velvet cape to several business meetings. i spent thursday in a crop top without caring what my stomach looked like.

i told her i like her; i often dress as a witch. i still got glass in my foot this morning. i’ve kissed maybe a thousand people since then and met a million more than that; passing like the shadow of a hammerhead in trains and planes and buses.

i saw you, beloved, there, maybe, on platform in south station. you didn’t speak, but you said: i struggle to give the nothing meaning. the nothing fills up everything. it is just loud and yellowed panicked silence. i can’t stop shaking.

on the roof, birds curl together against the chilled spring wind. the sky outside of the craft store was an iridescent pink. the nothing already had meaning; you are giving it meaning by witnessing.

the act of living, beloved: it’s just decoding how to translate it.

[cherryzomb13]

party box is bittersweet for the way I've yet to find someone like that in my life

[cherryzomb13]

On the brink of joining a dating app just to find friends who text back

[fattcactus]

X-RAY

[themushroomblues]

The Black Sea At Night, Ivan Aivazovsky 

[wuntrum]

my favorite boxer-turned-priest

[loish]

As a person with acne, this helps my self-image: studying the faces of people who have it, and realizing they are still beautiful even though their skin has imperfections.

[snoozedraws]

tryst

[loish]

Every year, we do a secret santa event in my discord server. This year, I was asked to draw a Christmas ghost for Frederik and this is what I made! Even though Christmas is behind us, it still feels weirdly relevant with all the snow we’ve had here in the past week. It’s melting now, but it was a magical few days while it was here ❄️