poeta nascitur, non fit

a woman who bloomed from a peony, writing, always wandering

[seraphicbits]

A private journal of random prose and first person allegories. A visual diary of words I wish I said; words I speak for others. A cache of cherished memoirs to remind me of all the good things.

29 with varied interests that change with the seasons but I always pick up where I leave off. Thanks for the tips towards answered astrology asks! A personal blog I’ve had since 2010 (18+) 🇵🇭🇬🇺

Personal writings & me

Cherished Recollections

Photographs

Casual doodles

My poetry; prose n quotes

Spiritual musings & Astrologia

Favorite songs

Rants and preachings

Answered asks

[seraphicbits]

I’ve had a couple of friends and their friends bring me out and now I’m to the point of the process where it’s tedious yet necessary. I’ve stopped by two little free libraries and snagged some books for me and Sophia. I’m convincing myself my last chapter is over and to be present in the new one regardless of how fixed I am towards the change. I’m no longer hurt but indifferent and I don’t know if that’s any better. I despise the “in-between”..

[samjacksonslefttesticle]

in desperate need of… something… if you guys figure it out let me know

[loveridden1999]

Octavia Saint Laurent in Paris is Burning (1990)

[remanence-of-love]

[gaymolegaming]

I wish irl grinding was as fun as in videogames tbh. Like yeah i need to go to work a thousand times but after that i have enough materials to buy a house. But alas, houses arent real

[ruhaniya]

[esotericsnob3]

True story

[philosophybits]

“Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.”

— John Keats, Letters (1817–1820)

[seraphicbits]

you stole my star

[hyenaswine]

i think people are starting to confuse class analysis with bioessentialism. like... no not all men do this, but Men as a constructed social class do do this. that's still okay to say. that is regular material analysis of the world around us.

[shisasan]

𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶-𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

[haelxtii]

Just because there’s comfort in things that you’ve known your whole life doesn’t mean you should stay there forever

[gemini-apple-pie]

i liked him, and i wanted him, but at some point i just wanted him to be proof that someone could put up with me. in the end he proved me wrong. i proved again that i’m the problem, and i’m forever guilty that i pushed him to that place.

seeing my own perspective more clearly through the lens of too high test results, i tested his patience and came up negative. he can’t be blamed when he wasn’t well prepared.

i saw where he was coming from and wanted to meet him there, maybe we both got lost along the way.

i’d like to believe that he cared, but maybe he’s just a guy. not sacred because he’s the first, and not of many. maybe i am of the many?

what it comes back to, me still thinking of you.

what i don’t know, won’t kill me, not yet.

[icaseybaybee]

[thoughtkick]

“To have someone understand your mind is a different kind of intimacy.”

— Unknown

[seraphicbits]

Relevant

[noneyah1251]

Filled With Words

My writing can come and go,

and some days are more fluent

than others.

Somedays the feelings sing,

other days they make

silence their home.

However, I always find

the words still hide

in tiny cracks of light

and swirl effortlessly

through my mind,

all the time.

If I’m alive, I write.

No matter if my hands move

or it’s all in my mind,

I’m filled with endless words

to express this endless life.