#autrienne

[motherstyle-a]

@autrienne    ,         (     starter     call    ,        accepting      )     . now    playing    :        memories   can’t   wait    ,       talking   heads    .

❛            don’t     look     so     disappointed   .       it   isn’t    what   you    hoped   for   ,      is    it    ?           ❜

[britnnia-blog]

“ if hell is real then there’s a home for you ”

PHONETICS       OF       THE       OVERTURE       OF       FARYNOR  .         zephyr       of       barathrum              &              limbs       which       swept       london       ,              fill       of       squaller              &              infernal       terrors              ;                     his       𝐚𝐬𝐡       -       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝       lungs       ,                     blackened       spine       ,              sinew       sewn       in       the       damnation       of       𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬  .                     to       speak       bitter       truths  .                     a       shakespearian       gloom  .                     the       impresa       of       glory              /              many       surrendered       to       violent       youths       ,                     marring       boetia              &              bidding       on       scarring  .                                   ❛                            𝚒’𝚖       𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗       𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚑       𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕       𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎       𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍       𝚊       𝚏𝚎𝚠       𝚗𝚎𝚠       𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜  .                            ❜                                   palavering  .                     abditive       of       ache       ,              felled       by       laude       ,              limned       in       vanities  .                     the       measure       of       atonality       ,              subsumed       by       𝐜𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲  .                     hymns       in       bathyal       choir  .                                   ❛                            i’ll       send       him       your       regards  .                            ❜

poetry prompts  /  accepting

[douxaime]

              ‘     roderich edelstein .    ‘                 the words are spoken with an air of laughter  ,    a trembling of the heart                        (    you would say that it aches  ,    but the ache diminishes the moment he walks through the door once again  ,    the moment you can wrap your arms around him and recall what home is once again  .    )                            drowsy  ,    hazy  ,    as if in a dream you approach  ,    the feigned languid disposition dropped in favor of racing towards him  .    arms outstretched ------    free falling ------     crashing into him          you know that he will always catch you            a delighted high pitched note as your bodies press flush against one another                (   bury your nose into the crook of his neck  ,     inhale what can only be described and music   /   moonlight  /   and home .    )                     fingertips curl against his coat  ,    he’s barely gotten through the door -------     !             exhale relief  ,     whisper into the skin that your fingertips long to warm                   ‘     i missed you terribly  .     ‘

@autrienne

[rosedmyth-blog]

YOU HAVE LITERALLY ALWAYS been an amazing friend to me in one way or another and you have undoubtedly inspired me for so long. but especially lately you have really gone to greath legnths to prove to me how much you care and how much i mean to you. i’m not good about opening up to people especially emotionally but you have tried so hard to be there for me and ive felt comfortable talking to you about things that bother me in depth and thats really hard for me. you’ve been here for me a lot lately and i don’t have words to tell you how much that means to me, how much i value that i can feel confident in that you care about me, genuinely care. you are such an exceedingly talented and endlessly gifted person. i don’t know what this world or myself did to deserve you. i love you so much and you are such a war and sweet individual, i’m so glad you exist okay. @patriotics / @autrienne

[prussns-blog]

             ‘       COME ON NOW        ‘               parried sigh ,     swaggered step ,     fingertips dancing along the railing -----     SNATCH  the paper from the hands before you .        victory in your eyes   !            ‘        you can’t live off of the cake that little french man makes for you  ,       i’m not going to clean up .       ‘

@autrienne     /

[douxaime]

              LIPS PART IN SOFTENED SIGH .      allow moonlight to pool at your feet ,    watch the starlight linger within his eyes .     fingertips settled against his chest ,  a soft drumming ,  a whisper softer than time itself .                 ‘       do you remember when you taught me to dance ?   i was quite horrid at it ,  like a fawn still trying to stand .   i remember you laughing at me ,  and i laughed too ,  because it was ridiculous and simple and neither of us hurt .   it was before i fell ill ,  you spared a moment of your time for me ,  and we were illuminated only by the  m o o n l i g h t  pouring in through the windows .        ‘              you stop ,   draw breath ,    allow LAUGHTER to spill from upturned lips .          is this what happiness feels like  ?         turn to look around the room slightly ,    something gentler in your eyes               ‘        indulge me ,    let us dance beneath these stars as we did that night so long ago .         ‘

@autrienne      /