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@theaffectionist
"Dont let your brainy roars kill the screams of your heart."
Dear Valentine,
The seeds you left on the grounds of my heart have blossomed, their roots have clasped my soul, the branches of my heart have adopted these flowerets.
Now my heart just not pumps the blood, but also the nectar and fragrance of your aftereffects through my veins, all over my body.
"I Either want to talk to you or about you "
"You're a part of that woody truth, that even after kindling, doesn't ashes, but like a steaming coal, keeps smoldering, aching and asphyxiating as an unending reality."
"Happiness is an attention seeking women, If you want her, You gotta give her what she needs."
"Your eyes traveled my body, entranced from the surface, you made it vivid that i was wanted,
While your b'ful highs made me haunted...
I let you in my hands, i let you in my eyes, I let you in my arms, I let you in my heart and I, I even let you in the door..
I let you share my tears, I let you share my smiles, I let you share my love,I let you share my life and I, I even let you share my body.
Your protrusion and my depth brought a new life, while you only wanted to fall in my abyss and that oxytocin bliss,but life had decided something else...
From the keyboard, you used to tell me the names you thought of the life we'd bring, you said your heart was a tulip's velvety centre, while i held the dark chocolates you gave, with rosy cheeks tinted from your love.
But Now when you had a life, you could name your own, you no more wanted to...
But now, Now that I gave you love, you didn't want to repay it...
Now that I needed you, you no more wanted me...
I let you travel my crevices, let you touch my tenderness, let you taste my unreachable, I let you...
While you just aimed at ecstasy, but i had something else too for you... A tiny breather that fed on my breaths, a lil life in the lap of my soul, a body linked to mine, so magical and miserable.
I begged you to stay but you didn't hear a thing.
I stabbed a knife in my own belly without a single scream, i cried through the invisibilities... I had to kill that heart that just began its beating, because I was carrying the goods that had no owner. I killed it but I, I am not the murderer, you are the one, you're the sinner... But hey karma, I am the one who's dying, I've no one to hear me out because I made a mistake to worship the devil, I made a mistake, but I am only 21 and now I go around hiding my stitches while my man is going around to kill other lives, of his own, he's going around some innocent depths without a trace of fear because his adrenaline doesn't scare his oxytocin, he's a male, he doesn't have to have lifetime scars on his body, he can go anywhere and the one at fault is me, and million others like me, because we carry scars under the sweaters, broken heart under the ribs and broken hymen between the legs... And a graveyard inside our soul.
I didn't just lost a child, i lost a forever, i lost premature ventricular contractions that happen for love, i lost the only thing I loved, but through it all i gained the truth, truth that sounds like a final destination sequel, as aching and excruciating but this truth was needed to pull out masquerade from your face, taught me some hard lessons but am glad i killed that unfortunate life who was supposed to be child of a man like you.
There is nothing more disgusting than a man, who targets a women's love but can't handle the aftereffects.
Coward is the man who dares to travel the depths but cant pay the price to the consequences. It's easy to get on one-knee but it's not easy to walk on two-knees, with a life on your shoulder, but one leads to the other, if you can't stand the latter, DO NOT DARE TO DO THE FORMER!
➡ To love a person is standing by them at good and bad, it's not getting your thing done and run away when things go unanticipated. If it happens to you, don't run away, face it, find your way, but don't leave her, this is the most horrible level of deceivement.
▫️To my man, Forget the karma, I pray your conscience doesn't let you breath 🤞🏿 🤞🏿.
▫️Dear people, If you're something like me, repost it to let these lover-masqueraded demons feel their sins, do the same even if your man didn't leave you.
▫️ Teach your boys the value of loyalty or else it could be their sister writing this too.
And Dear men reading this, " Stand By Her "
( - a female with scars on
her belly, who's
ashamed to say her name)
"The world will always try to measure you, but you'll lose yourself the day you try to fit into them because you are INFINITE.
Don't let mediocrity inspire you.
"I don't care if you're a sky devoid of stars, i still love you because i know that your stars haven't died, they're just hidden under your clouds of insecurities. "
"You're flawlessly beautiful and i feel so sad about you, because all of the love you step on with the click-clack of your pointed heels is only because of your worldly-chased beauty,for the world,you're so perfect that you're no less than a "Sculpture",But also you're no more than that..."
"Am afraid if anyone will ever be able to love you like you deserve to?"
" Being ablated from each others body, it marked the death of lovers but honey, inspite that it bothers no one, this universe will always mourn the perishment of our love."
"It takes two hearts to worship one love
And one heart to prove it a false god."
Even after everything is sabotaged, burned out and ended, i still let me imagine myself with you in those beautiful could-have past and future,so where am i wrong? Didn't everyone tell me to think positive?...
Why does it hurt even now?
Your love was like a feathery weed...
The more i tried to blow it away, the more it grew at every edge of my heart...
I don't want to die...
But neither do I want to live.
" Looking at my pussy, you decided that this soul doesn't deserve anything that every human does...
My single pussy said a lot about my whole life when i was just inhaling my initial breaths, but why couldn't my other organs that resembled a male body were not able to do the same?
Your eyes grimaced on my pussy, but they couldn't reflect any pride on my hands, my shoulder, my head, my heart, that you felt on a body with a protruding urethra...
This infant was so unaware of the wicked scribbles of bleakening sexism being circumvoluted around her life, until that she cried like any other infant, smiled like any other infant, resided on this earth like any other infant and then she learned to understand things, then she learned that what her body had between her legs wasn't what everyone had, that the world was divided into two physical categories based on the urethra, mere urethra when she learned the epistrophe of her entire life.... "LIKE A GIRL".
~She was taught to be like a girl; her laughs shouldn't be heard, guess the world couldn't even bare women to be happy,
~She was told to talk like a girl;
that meant to stay silent as
much as possible, guess her voice and words were never meant to escape her body,
~She was suppose to behave and look like a girl; like an artpiece, that meant that people should know you existed but your existence wasn't meant to be felt, that meant you only breathed to decorate the lives of men,
~She was born to live like a girl;that meant no dreams, no voice, no opinions, no choice, no emotions, no worth and no life, like?? Yeah like a marionette.
So she now knew everything that her pussy spoke about her, or i should say, she only knew about what her mere pussy spoke about, because rest of her didn't say anything. She learned to worship men, yeah who were given respect beyond humans, considered as gods. Why? Because of that thingy between their legs, but she had no problem with it, she knew that she was a female and that meant nothing, of course nothing in front of men, female have been below humans in this hierarchy of livers, where women were at the bottom of this ladder, humans were supposed to be in the middle and men were above human. So actually, neither of them were humans where men were not mere humans because they never heard of them being just a human, in every aspect they have been treated like supreme, as a father, he's a god, as a husband, he's a god and as a son he's a god where as females weren't human because they never were treated like one. Why?? Yess! Because of that thing between her legs, because her human body didn't speak or wasn't heard, the only thing that was heard was her silent sleeping pussy! 🌸
The human inside her was killed much before when she didn't even know how to speak. This is why when you have to insult a man, you tell him to wear bangles, when a lil boy cries, you tell him not to cry... Like? Yh "like a girl", when you have to embarrass someone, you tell them "don't be a girl", Why? Because women are not humans, they are never considered one and on the flip side when you have to motivate someone, you say "man up", don't you? Because the men are considered leaders, representatives and the ones with innate power. Why? Because of that hanging thingy between their legs, so now you know why "like a girl" has always been a bad adjective and "like a man" is a spirulina capsule.
So "like a girl" is as weakening as "Abra kedavra"
And "like a man" is as magnificent as Harry potter spell "Expecto petronum" .
Now she grew up, yh the one with pussy and realized that there was more to the tale of physiological differences between male and female crotch, far away from being mere a urinary passage. So now this property of man, she went through some nightmares and woke up to another nightmare of her life where the one with pussy gave birth to another one 👶, with pussy, so now she was judged upon her own pussy and her daughter's too!
Now whatever this female had gone through her life was passed on to this lil human who was not obliged to be a human. Why? Yess! Because of that thing between her legs.
Sometimes it feels like this hanging thingy is like a wand;a wand that chooses its owner to be a male.
But the sad part is that the ones with wands, all want to worship "Voldemort"!
So now I ask you, who are you?
Are you the one with the wand? If you are, please try to be a Severus or Albus and if you don't have the wand, lemme tell you this doesn't make you a muggle so what if you don't have the wand, you must have heard of the wandless magic✨.
AND DON'T LET YOUR PUSSY BE YOUR WEAKENING DEFINITION,
YOUR PUSSY AIN'T A BAD LUCK, IT'S YOUR POWER!!!
LOVE YOUR SELF, MENTALLY, EMOTIONALLY AND PHYSICALLY TOO.
Let's not pass on what we have been through, let's be our power, and learn to rise, let's put a stop on rape culture, we're strong enough, yh the one's with pussies♥️🌸"
"It is said that tearless grief bleeds inwardly but unconfessed greif bleeds, drains and assassinates."