//fuck//

[roseline-in-mountains]

Also this,

[daddyissuesandtaylorswift]

a friend of mine got accepted into nyu shangai but they don't have the financial capacity to pay for it. by helping him you would be helping queer poc representation. this is their story.

they deserve this so much honestly, he's a great student and here's his LinkedIn

https://www.linkedin.com/in/soubhagya-daspattanayak-he-they-5b4a4a168/

if you can help them with this it'd be so great, every donation counts and you'd be helping a person get what they really deserve

On December 16th, 2:48 A.M, I got an email to check my application update on the New York University portal. Moments later, I was greeted wi

their insta is @/soubhxgyx if you want to reach out for more details

[soubhagya daspattanayak he/they]

[daddyissuesandtaylorswift]

i can type exclusively in hot pink and i feel like fucking elle woods or something

[daddyissuesandtaylorswift]

beds are warm, hearts are cold

she presses icy fingers against her heart

she asked for it - the rust and the blood

with her bullet ridden heart and her water filled lungs

she asked for the pomegranate seeds and the holy carcasses

she would nail her soul to the devil's alter for power

hips and bones, decaying breath, her eyes were framed with wildflower bruises

she enjoys the morbid eyes and the screams of the crowd

she left footprints pressed into cement

and bloodstained gray static

manic was a whisper in her ear, before it took over her mind entire.

[daddyissuesandtaylorswift]

water in my lungs

ache gnawing at my bones

'I'm a mosiac of everyone I've ever loved'

they all sit in the ridges of my spine

and laugh at me

four am, something pulls the strings in my heart

my mother's voice as she tells me to not stay up too late

the echo of someone's laugh

the murmer of a pulse against a pillow

because i am just sitting here with a book in hand,

while everything slips through my head like fingers in sand

[daddyissuesandtaylorswift]

passion rots under my fingernails

my bones are soaked in disappointment

ruin me darling, i give you permission to

hurt me till im sick of it,

ruin me because im going to let you

if i looked a little different i'd like myself more

i think of this everyday with a cup pf tea

if i were a little taller, a little thin

if i loved myself like you loved sin

do you notice though? because you're holding your own cup

i can see you drown in it, the way insecurities drowned in me

we're all addicted to something that takes the pain away,

and someone who doesn't

both of mine just happen to be you