ok fine subnautica. fine. this is kinda cute.
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@roseandbloom
ok fine subnautica. fine. this is kinda cute.
stuck in my head full of revolving thoughts:
"you don't matter"
"you're nothing special"
"what's the point of you"
it's harder and harder to get out
it's dizzying
I can't remember where the opening was
if I stumble the wrong way
I'll fall into a dark room,
the place those whispers originate.
you make me ache,
oh, you make me crave
all these things I've never had,
but, god, I want them with you.
(l.m.b)
I'm sick of palm trees and sunny blue skies
give me evergreens with thick, heavy canopies
and clouds choking out the blue above.
I want to be sticky with sap, not sweat,
while I'm knee deep in snow, ice on my nose.
I'm tired of thick heat and sunburn,
I crave the chill on my skin,
the sharp caress from Jack Frost on my cheek,
wind whipped and wild from cold,
layers thick between gentle skin and the world.
- craving the north (l.m.b)
oh my god I feel so gross a radfem terf liked one of my love poems and it feels so tainted now ewewewew
TERFS/RADFEMS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ANYTHING I POST. EVER. PERIOD.
do not taint my love for women/nb people with your hateful nastiness.
the world is too large for it's own good,
you see,
ocean between us,
distance, measurable,
distance, unfathomable.
you're out of reach,
so far out of reach,
but my hands stretch out
nonetheless,
offering my heart,
asking, pleading,
"can we have this?"
I don't quite know how to do this,
but I want to figure it out with you.
I hold close
the pieces of me
that nobody knows.
they are mine
and mine alone.
you cant say
I'm wrong
about something
you dont know.
you cant mock me.
cant shame me.
cant shun me
or hurt me.
if I hold them close.
if I hold them close enough.
they will be
enough.
for when everyone
leaves.
and I am alone.
those pieces
will be here,
still mine,
still safe.
I want to be hated.
I want to be hurt.
I want to shred my skin
until I'm just bones,
clawing out this
awful heart
made of hurt and doubt.
I want to scream
and cry-
I want a reason
to explain this ache.
I want you to hate me,
because that's all I deserve.
I'm nothing.
I'm not a damn thing.
hate me,
so this hurt has a reason.
because it's not going away.
because I know I don't deserve you.
I don't deserve anything
I don't-
hate me the way I do
because I can't handle
when you love me
•spiraling• (lmb)
i'm full of softness and prone to tears when faced with gentle words
maybe falling out of a one-sided love is the best thing that can happen for you
sometimes i think i miss you,
until i remember that i never really knew you.
sometimes i wonder if you still think of me,
like i do you.
you see, those little bits you gave,
were something that i held tight to.
but in the end
we were still strangers,
weren't we?
l.m.b
maybe im a ghost,
just passing through.
maybe i was never here
and maybe neither were you.
im half alive now,
i was half alive then,
and im haunting myself
with what could have been.
there's this ache in my soul,
it's hollow, round, and true-
ive been aching for so long,
yet it always feels so new.
now there's a hole in my chest,
always dripping with want,
and what it thinks it knows best.
but that wanting is greedy.
that aching is old.
it's what makes me needy,
calling out to those i know-
as i search for a comfort in others
that i should be finding on my own.
°haunting° (l.m.b)
"when you 'always' me, you mean it,
and i know i can believe it"
- (l.m.b)
weeping willow
why do you cry?
tears pooling in
a pond beneath you,
with fronds reaching
to trail in that ache.
waterside, you cry.
(l.m.b)
I wanna live among the trees and beneath the moon, listening to the wind as it whispers through leaves on branches high above. I want stars and dark and no city lights and trees so tall I feel swaddled in green like a dryad finally home.
I've never known peace
like that of the nights I spend
filled with your laughter
(l.m.b)