p155b4byy

||Nonbinary ||| Canadian ||| They/He||

[p155b4byy]

It’s such a beautiful thing to look at the life I’ve made for myself and be able to pin point the exact reasons I’m still here…

I often sit and drink a tea at the cafe my best friend works at. I watch him go about his tasks and he’ll glance and smile up at me across the room…

I can work in complete silence for 3 whole hours with my coworker and we get all our tasks done in sync…

I can sit on my porch and smoke and sigh looking at my boyfriend in the sunset… I can hold my mother as she cries, afraid of what’s to come…

I love everybody. I love my family, I love my boyfriend, I love my best friend, I love my kitty cat, my coworkers. I even love myself.

The life I live is so beautiful

Thank you universe, for giving me such an amazing life to live.

[p155b4byy]

The air is cold at night now, and the last smoke of the season settles in the valley every evening.

In the afternoon a different smoke fills the air while we sit close and enjoy the sun.

In the morning I sit with my tea as you sit just out of reach.

At dawn I catch glimpses of you in between my dreams each time I close my eyes.

In those dreams I hold you close, I tell you stories and we laugh.

Each night before bed we sit in the cold air and spark up conversations.

Each day different, but yet the same.

[p155b4byy]

I hold it in my arms, in my heart.

the cold blue night, the dusk.

I look into the abyss, it swirls around me.

the stars fall like snow, freezing on my face.

but beside me you’re warm, a glowing flame.

you flicker brighter than the setting sun, gold and grand.

I look in your eyes, blue as the evening sky.

it’s just me, the dawn, the blue, and the dusk.

[lunamiszkaa]

[p155b4byy]

yesterday we laid on my porch, melting in the summer heat. today i look to the sky and let the snowflakes fall on my face, thinking of you. tonight ill sit and stare into the blue, stark and crystal. next week we’ll paint our house, splattered with colour. in a year you’ll hold our love in your arms, a red screaming ball. all i feel and all i’ve felt flashes by in seconds, and though it feels like forever will go by in seconds i know that i would wait a thousand lifetimes for another second with you.

[p155b4byy]

it’s keeping the last tea bag in the box.

it’s kissing with morning breath.

it’s sorting the candy by colour.

it’s peeled oranges.

it’s shutting the door quietly.

it’s scrubbing backs in the shower.

it’s something special to say “i love you.”

[ur-daily-inspiration]

[vampiredaze]

[toskarin]

I know they're named after him but for reasons I can't fully articulate it's hilarious that the guy who invented zeppelins was named Ferdinand von Zeppelin

[toskarin]

Count Ferdinand von Zeppelin literally sounds like the joke name someone would make up if they didn't know the actual answer

[asimovsideburns]

oh you KNOW he’s got that big bushy mustache

[p155b4byy]

i would vivisect myself for him if he asked

idk if that type of dedication is healthy but it’s how i feel so mind ur business

[p155b4byy]

feeling wildly unlovable this morning

[p155b4byy]

the feeling persists through the week </3

[p155b4byy]

i keep sending the ickies away and every time it comes back tenfold

[p155b4byy]

feeling wildly unlovable this morning

[p155b4byy]

the feeling persists through the week </3

[p155b4byy]

feeling wildly unlovable this morning

[g0blin-mlm]

I talk about someone laying on me but I very badly also want to lay on top of someone else. Wanna curl up with my head on their chest, listening to their heartbeat while they play with my hair. It sounds so good and comforting

[sashamosu46]

The employee cards of Anya, Daisuke, Swansea, Curly and Jimmy

Source: Mouthwashing - ALL Achievements & Secrets (Behind The Scenes) by KeeTee

[normal-creature-deactivated2025]

absolutely BANGER tags

[fnich-enthusiast]

it's so weird to me that everyone on this website is a human person outside of their weird internet niche so rb this with a random bit of your lore

[p155b4byy]

I fell into a wall of cacti as a kid and blacked out, i ended up covered head to toe in cactus spines and was still pulling them out a year later…

[p155b4byy]

i want to write about him

he’s my god

he’s everything i could ever want

i want to write poems

i want to write like there’s no tomorrow

but the words won’t flow

they bubble and fizz within me

but there’s no release

there’s no escape

i want to write about him

i want everyone to know what i feel

they all need to see what i see

i want to worship him

hands and knees

bloody and bruised

i want to pray

but i don’t know the words

they fester and infect me

but there’s no cure

there’s no remedy

i want to listen to him speak

his voice is a hymn

it rings in my ears

i want to play his song

i want to scream the words

but the stage frights kicks in

i freeze and fidget in the spotlight

and there’s no stopping it

there’s no end

he’s my religion