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📷 NASA/ESA/CSA/STScI/AndreaLuck; NASA/ESA JWST Space Telescope, 2024-02-06
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Uranus is beautiful.
📷 NASA/ESA/CSA/STScI/AndreaLuck; NASA/ESA JWST Space Telescope, 2024-02-06
GIRL, or HOW TO LOVE THE DYING // m.g.d.
girl ; all guillotine, glass fingernails whalebone eyes there’s no room for lungs in 24 inch waists & sometimes, the dress squeezes your heart out of your throat this bird on a telephone wire romance drives knives through my skin or armor, i guess
we spend our lives fighting, come out midnight skies, black velvet & blue moon, bloody knuckles, broken ribs we wore mascara like war paint pink lipstick still makes me think of you
you, paradox. clocktower bones, metronome heart holding on to soft even while making mannequin your birdcage frame you carry atlases in the lines of your palms like road maps like plans
you still cling & I tremble knees like chances not taken dollhouse cheeks full with swollen blood vessels in august, I shatter into porcelain but punches only bruise your measuring tape skin your hourglass hips drain sand the same way your pushpin lips shrink with each day you don't speak & you are fading
TEETH // m.g.d
when he leaves for the first time, the door behind him slams shut so hard the windows rattle in their frames. you, too, are left shaking what have you ever been except a house for him to come home to?
the second time, you open the windows in preparation. you remember your sixth grade science teacher telling your class the meaning of defenestration. you look down.
the third time, your earthquake heart shatters your tibia in two places and you realize that fire escapes are too small to build a life in. you fall three flights before someone notices and while you wait for the paramedics, you think of how much he would have loved this sunrise.
the fourth time, he does not leave. he does not even move. you cut off your hair in the bathroom sink and light a match on your teeth - he doesn’t notice that holding your tongue has sharpened their edges. maybe, he just doesn't care but
you leave anyway. you move back into your mother's house in Brooklyn and you watch the moon rise from a rooftop in Chicago. you learn that too much shouting will blow down a straw house and that your voice will always echo through city streets. in a couple years, you will build a one story home in a flyover state that no one remembers and you'll spin clouds and cotton candy at the state fair each September. here, at last, you will have room to scream. when the songbirds fly south for the winter, they scream back.
nasagay replied to your post “anywayy… . matthias helvar is not straight and he is now my boyfriend...”
how can he be ur boyfriend if he's mine....
shit.....we have a problem here . but look it’s fine because i lowkey see you as my bf too tbh . every time i see your icon on my dash i’m like ah look. that’s ari. my platonic bf ? idk is that weird ?
you deserve all of the good things in the world and the ppl who r sending u this stuff r awful
lov u ari <3
ur bday should be a national holiday or smth,, amazing,, i hope u have a good one 💖✨
its already my fave day tbh it shld, jkjk, but thank u so much !!!!! <3
megan is ur crush jensen todd
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ive said this before but ur blog is so nice and calming and i love the colors and everything is soft and nice i hope u have a good day 💕💫
u r so nice akajska im so glad u like this mess?? alkska yes have a nice day as well ily