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[orgasming-caterpillar]

Mainly Madhav, maybe Madhu, sometimes Mohini. Transmasc and genderfluid. My gender depends on whatever's funniest at the moment but mostly a boy. Boykisser and girlkisser and otherskisser. I love reading poetry and novels. Also write a lot of poetry. Working on my own two novels rn. Also into art (mainly sketches and scribble art) and photography. Currently learning Spanish as my fourth language. Always welcome new friends (dms open <3) but if you're younger than 16 or older than 20 maybe keep to the ask box. Yeah, that's it.

✧ Used to post on @a-really-hot-caterpillar before Tumblr flagged that blog.

✧ substack where I post some of my journal entries

[anglaised]

she is so fuckin real like

[kosmogrl]

[mini-wrants]

Outdoor in sun perfec t place for president to do speech! Outdoor very warm very soft put old man on green lawn under sun. Put old man in warm sun. no problem ever in warm sun because good view and audience can see long speech. Nice podium outdoor sunny perfect place for old president can trust warm sun to give nice view to President good luck to President. friend sun.

[twigstarpikachutroll22]

[orgasming-caterpillar]

I mean this in the best way possible, i thought you were just a horny shitposter when you came (ha!) across my dash, but seeing this poem made me almost cry, because same. The loneliness is endless and it’s almost 4 am and i’ve been waiting since 11 for sleep to take me, and i crave my mother’s embrace more than i want to admit.

And it’s super fucking hot, can anyone do something about this horrendous weather?

my mother hurt herself today. She and her boyfriend had a huge fight and I've been trying to stay away from the bed because I know as soon as I try to sleep I am going to burst into tears. Sometimes I have dreams of losing her and I never know what to feel because it's obviously such a horrible possibility but I can't shake off the feeling like i'm staring at an oncoming train while standing on the tracks. It feels so inevitable. Sometimes I hug her just to remember how it feels for when I no longer have her.

And all this in fucking 51° heat fuck this goddamn weather

[orgasming-caterpillar]

my mother's evil ass throuple is ruining my life

[orgasming-caterpillar]

And you just have to fucking keep going every goddamn day

[orgasming-caterpillar]

Summer again, and I have

no excuse for my loneliness.

The flowers bloom and blossom,

opening like a lover’s lips

accepting kisses from

heavy, dark clouds.

I sit on the front porch with

a despair so acute it makes my teeth ache.

My mother and I never talk about desire.

I’m sure it would lead to

many arguments if we did,

so good thing we don’t;

but I often wonder if I inherited her longing.

I wonder if she knows.

But anyway, this poem isn’t about my mother.

It’s about me and my loneliness and

the pit in my stomach that’s

always begging for love.

I sit on the front porch of my mother’s house,

looking at the flowers she planted,

and tell myself my misery belongs to me.

Summer again, and I watch

the flowers make love to the rain,

the pit in my stomach

howling for more.

[orgasming-caterpillar]

how do I stop grieving things before they even end?

[orgasming-caterpillar]

clocking in at the destroying and betraying myself for nothing factory

[orgasming-caterpillar]

just a quick question sorry but will this ache in my chest ever go away

[52stations]

i've got the kind of eyebags that make people in movies say 'you look like hell, detective. go home.'

[orgasming-caterpillar]

me when im in a destroying and betraying myself for nothing competition

[ghostofava]

god i need something so bad. but what is it

[greelin]

“why did you write this man as a service top” because i have eyes. and common sense. And also god spoke to me

[greelin]

“why did you write this man as a service top” because i have eyes. and common sense. And also god spoke to me

[greelin]

“why did you write this man as a service top” because i have eyes. and common sense. And also god spoke to me