rocking and holy

find me a definition or render me unknown carrd

[1rakus]

an angel would fuck a streetlamp and it would be nothing. it would be like a dog thoughtlessly rutting against a couch: pure instinctual pleasure chasing with something that may elicit but not share in your libido. but if an angel fucked a cell tower then viable offspring could very well result

[bookpdf]

there's a hole in your soul (and something's trying to get out)

[rulingplanetvenus-deactivated20]

[ID: An art piece of an angel, shown from the back with their arms curled over their shoulders to claw at their back. Under their hands there’s a glowing ball of light that wings are bursting from. Blood drips down their back. END ID]

[web1995]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: red, gothic text on a black background which reads “Anything Can happen on Halloween..” /end ID ]

[screenshotsofdespair]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: text which reads “Perks are earned by eating corpses.” /end ID ]

[vhshorror]

not enough bog bodies these days. unrelated, but anyone wanna go for a walk

[uswolves]

Special Delivery

[roguefolk]

[ ID: A gouache painting of two figures inside a lush garden. A person with brown skin, long black hair tied back with red ribbons, wearing a blue patterned dress, sits at a garden table and holds a book. They are looking up, a little surprised, at a nude, white skinned figure, with long blond hair and blue wings. They are perched in a tree, and hanging down to offer the other an envelope with a gentle smile. The pair are surrounded by white birds, and outside the window behind them is dark. /end ID ]

[yesterdaysprint]

The San Bernardino County Sun, California, July 30, 1936

[roguefolk]

[ ID: a newspaper article which reads “Sometimes you’re fairly well satisfied with yourself; sometimes you’d trade places with anybody.

Sometimes you wake up feeling happy and livable; sometimes you wake up so “touchy” there’s no living with you.

Sometimes you walk the streets in a crowd and see many happy faces; sometimes it seems there isn’t one happy person in a million.

There are days when you don’t mind looking in a mirror; other days when you can’t stand the sight of your face.

There are days when nothing can upset your philosophy; other days when the tiniest prickle of opposition knocks it to pieces.” /end ID ]

[preschooldr0pout]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: a collage poem on green paper which reads “AQUARIUS (Jan.20-Feb. 18) / This growth / will not be possible without / attention to / a vulnerable point” /end ID ]

[realfootage]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: Overwhelming sense of dread - one intuitively knows that something is not right. /end ID ]

[realfootage]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: three bright green arrows pointing to a crude green outline of a child over a grainy video recording. the words “GHOST CHILD” appear to the left in green and white. /end ID ]

[wnq-writers]

The worst feeling is sitting here just wondering if I am over the pain or if I have made myself at home in it.

B. Damani || The Fires Burned But Now Feel Warm (via wnq-writers)

[salemwitchtrials-deactivated202]

[ID: excerpt from “Alcestis,” a poem by Kate Daniels 

I smoothed the feathers of my heart afraid to grow frail and hysterical. I wanted the company of cold people who would never touch me.’]

[screenshotsofdespair]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: a white caption over a green video still which says “>MAINTAINING: BARELY” /end ID ]

[preschooldr0pout]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: a collage poem on coral paper which reads “AQUARIUS (Jan. 2--Feb. 18) / It’s not the end / but it will hurt a lot” /end ID ]

[thatsbelievable]

[roguefolk]

[ ID: A small drawing of a skull beneath the title “The Skull Says” and above a quote which reads “I tried making bread once, but I forgot to add all the bread ingredients and I just ended up making nothing, which was disappointing and entirely expected all at the same time.” /end ID ]

[terresauvage]

Kim Dorland

Bay Blanket #3, n.d.

[screenshotsofdespair]

[roguefolk]

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