I wear my heart like my favorite old shoes, both are red and falling apart but only one of them can be replaced by an identical shiny pair

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Sade Olutola

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Not today Justin
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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art blog(derogatory)
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I wear my heart like my favorite old shoes, both are red and falling apart but only one of them can be replaced by an identical shiny pair
Fun story related to my OCD:
Im the type of Sleep Token fan that doesnt want to know their real identities and is heavily against people sharing them. Ufortunately i have seen Vessel's name before and sometimes when im thinking about him or looking at his pictures i have HIS NAME AS AN INTRUSIVE THOUGHT???
I hate having ocd in general but bich why do you have to remind me about this??? 😭😭😭😭
I have a great idea for a fanart but im too lazy to do it. Ive always thought that Vessel would look so right with four arms. Ive seen him drawn with six eyes (bc of his mask) and that would look cool. But as a final touch, since i love when people portray/call him the god of teeth, having him have ornaments made outta teeth and maybe a weapon too would be the coolest.
Maybe one day ill draw it or paint it, but today is not the day.
I long for a love whose name i cannot remember and cannot have, am i too unworthy for it or is this a cruel mercy that has showered me?
The gaze that recited me poems with the gentleness of a lullaby, the smile that rose like the first sun of the year, the hands that held two hearts beating in unison, burning in passive desire, the mouth that could barely hold the urge to cave in to my taste, the teeth that rested on my skin like theyve reached home at last. He was love walking by my side.
I would like to lose you a second time if it meant i could hold you again.
His hunger consumes me
I don't do "art studies," i draw "wrong" until I get an epiphany from god
How old i am in spirit: around 13000, idk
How old is my body: 23 even though it insists on acting like a 90 yo body with a lot of medical mysteries in its pocket
being a writer is fun
I love writing, of course i love writing. How could i not love expressing meticulously through words what my flesh and essence is made for if the only thing i know how to do is think and feel.
But lately translating my feelings means i have to dig under my bed for my dusted heart that doesnt matter how many times i put in its cage it still falls there every night when i lay on the mattress hoping i could be someone else when i wake up.
And when i catch god im gonna ask him why i am the way that i am.
Hello Friends! Its been a minute. I've been dealing with medical issues that made it so that I had to stop working, but on the plus side I completed another revolution around the sun. I hope you are all doing well...well. as well as can be expected considering *gestures at everything*.
WHY DID I FALL FOR THE BACKGROUND CHARACTER!?!? WHY DID I FALL FOR THE BACKGROUND CHARACTER!?!? WHY DID I FALL FOR THE BACKGROUND CHARACTER!?!? THERE ISNT EVEN FICS ABOUT HIM
Please give my boy more screen time if there is a second season 😭😭😭😭😭
Passage from my journal:
I think i was set aflame from the moment i left my mother's womb. I wasnt born human, just an eerie creature, unbelonging to its mother's embrace. Violent flames colour me whole, nothing has welcomed me like the fire that hunts down the air i breathe, it has turned me into an unrecognisable matter, scorched by its touch.
There are neverending whispers of new worlds hiding between its sizzling tongue.
Why would the blazes do everything in its power to claim a pyre creature as its child? I belong with it like a cursed child to a wicked mother.
Got a dog for my anxiety, shes beautiful i love so much
On other news, my dog needs anxiety meds now
This satire article resonated with me so much
please reblog this until i find my true love. i am so alone
Made it poly friendly
oh hell yeah even better
Made one for aromantic trans people 👍
Reblogging for poly people, mono people, and people who need their keys
I wouldn’t wanna leave a trans polycule/ monogamy/ key chain incomplete
i lost my fucking keys
Just havin a lil sip 🧃💙🩷🤍
as we are rapidly approaching pride month, here’s an obligatory reminder!
AROMANTIC PEOPLE
ASEXUAL PEOPLE
AND AROACE PEOPLE
ALL BELONG IN THE LGBTQ+ COMMUNITY
I WILL REMOVE EVERY BONE IN YOUR BODY IF YOU SAY OTHERWISE