Nex

[They/them] Oh hey there. It's me

[nex-is-here]

20

pansexual

Non-binary

Autistic

DMs and anons are open

[sergle]

u good?

girl obviously not

[littlemissihaveaquestion]

Reminder that spring will always come back, music will never stop being created, and there are still so many books left to read! You’re alive! You’re alive! You’re alive!

[luciferslilith7]

My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.

Virginia Woolf

Selected Letters

[mindflamer]

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

[armandology]

fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

[ineffably-poetic]

does anyone else feel music so deeply in their soul that half their life revolves around it and it’s the only thing that can truly save you in your darkest moments?

or am i just weird

[benitariums]

i may never be happy, but tonight i am content.

— the unabridged journals of sylvia plath

[emotionalwords]

[hampink]

local spider can't stop getting into situations

[academic-vampire]

I am going to move away from everything and into a cottage in the woods with a meadow

[valtsv]

getting approached by an animal that wants you to pet them is such a magical feeling. like they saw you and went "yeah there's love in there"

[morutecutie-deactivated20250611]

unfortunately i DID take what you said to heart and now i’m sobbing and debating on whether i should kill you or kill myself

[paperconsumption]

heartwarming: this medieval king sees a car for the first time and immediately disregards all traffic safety

[demonicsuffrage]

8 year old freshly adopted Dick, throwing the moths and flies he caught on Patrol directly at Bruce's face: I got you dinner!

Bruce, who was just bombarded with insects: Chum?!

Dick, smiling cheerfully: Bats eat insects!

Bruce:

Dick: I just read it in a book

Bruce:

Bruce: Bats also eat fruits and nectar

Dick: So you're a fruity bat?

Bruce:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dick, throwing an apple at him the next day: Dinner!

Bruce:

[theerraticace]

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

[possums-against-cops]

this post must be reblogged by everyone

[petaltexturedskies]

February, that month of fleetest sweetness.

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to F.S. Cooper written c. February 1876