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[he/him] ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ there is a home beyond our bones ⭑'09 ⭑intp-t ⭑nd // queer ⭑I love stars, music, art, poetry and I write sometimes :3

[cutestcouch]

Where’s the Todd to my Neil

[toughdough]

[grayetoile]

[tw: implied s/h, gore]

Something about me doesn't feel human.

I'm a homeless ghost that doesn't belong, trapped inside of a body that is made of a glass so heavy and hopes to shatter. My limbs are mechanical and so are my wings. My heart is sore. My lungs float as if they aren't worthy of the air that they breathe. My stomach is a pit of every poison that I have ever unwillingly accepted. My throat is choked from every bullet triggered towards me. My brain is a broken radio, playing the same stations over and over and over again that I can't seem to tune out. I find glimpses of my ache as I slit and scratch away through my glass, all mine to see, only ever mine to see. My eyes watch the world outside and the world stares back at me. I'm never seen yet I feel exposed. I wear my sore on my sleeve but never unguarded enough for them to reach out and touch it. Just to see if they would ever take that leap in the first place.

But in the midst of it all I remember, to feel is to be human and I realize just for a moment, before my static blinds me again; that maybe I am human. Just not like you. Just not like them.

[nondelphic]

yeah i’m writing again. yeah i put on the same songs on loop in order to focus. yeah i opened the same document 14 times today without writing anything. it’s called playing with the idea of writing. look it up

[ancientsasswarrior]

Blue Period // full panels that fucked me up

[newagevictorianorphan]

ai art defenders need to read blue period

[grayetoile]

Sure you're best friends with them but would you draw their hyperfixation for them?

... Yeah. Exactly.

[grayetoile]

How much longer till I finally grow back my wings?

I have been waiting for so long; wishing you'd come back but all I get in return is static, long, eternal static that fills my soul that once had light. You were there when I was falling. I've been falling but you're not here. I'm still here waiting. I'll be here waiting.

I want my wings back. Give me my wings back.

[grayetoile]

Gaining and losing a hyperfixation is like growing wings and then losing them but you'll always end up growing a new pair of wings eventually and it's like "Oh...wait... this is what I was missing. I can finally hold onto something once again.".

[spookycody]

I hope I haunt you to your very core. I hope I appear in your mind every time you think of music. I hope you perceive my ghost while looking at red. I hope I stalk your brain every step of the way.

I don't want to forget, I don't want you to forget. I want the remembrance of who I once was to eat you alive and never finish. And I want it to swallow you bit by bit until you beg to dissappear just like I did. I want the flames to caress your face until all you have left is the urge to strip out of your skin.

I want to you to be forever stuck in the never-ending loop of self-destruction, whereas i cut the rope and got out of the cycle.

I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy, and you're far beyond that step.

Now I'm on the top of the stairs, and I want all of this to happen while you witness my delivrance.

[nondelphic]

editing your own work is like reading a text you sent at 2am and realizing you were possessed by a deeply embarrassing version of yourself

[byoldervine]

So, uh… if you’re looking back on your writing and you’re cringing at how bad it is…

You know that’s a good thing, right? That you’ve grown?

[nondelphic]

editing your own writing is just you vs. the demon who wrote it at 2 a.m. six months ago. and the demon was DRAMATIC

[writtenbymarlo]

being a writer is feeling like a genius and a fraud at the same time

[wideeyed-wonders]

"If my book is not perfect then-"

Then what? People will actually discuss it? fill your plotholes with fanfiction and headcanons?

People dont care about perfection. perfection is boring. if your story is perfect people will forget about it. its how we are wired. we remember the strange, the weird and all things left open.

Perfection isnt the goal, interesting is

[sourdough-seal]

hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

[herzspalter]

Your occasional reminder that if you post an art piece or a piece of writing that isn't very good, nothing bad will happen.

It's nothing to be scared of, what are people gonna do, be mean to you? Cruel people never need a "reason" to be mean to you, they do that anyway!

Fuck it!