I’m naming stars in the sky after you

He/Him

[sudanese-deactivated20250510]

i love illegal immigration like yes bitch get in here

[damazcuz]

Someone asking me for my hobbies is so humiliating.... I like to play and have fun. I like to smile and draw. I like putting words in an order. Sometimes I laugh and grin.

[dmonet-macitan]

learned how to use blenders film making tools

[beggars-opera]

[sowedpearls]

[toxiclizardwrites]

This is so hard to get past but I promise you it is worth it. I went back to school at 26 and graduated at 29. I now have a great job that I love. Love doesn't end just because you age.

[cannibalchicken]

[valtsv]

submissive and beheadable

[valtsv]

*kneels down at the chopping block and looks up at you so sweetly*

[desireforart-deactivated2015081]

[wulverorcus]

Church Girls

Standing still around round tables

Singing hymns on empty stomachs

Full tables of still steaming food taunting rumbling bellies of small children

Rings of silver promises on hands of friends who weren't thinking of boys anyways

Steal quick glances across the pews faces burning red

Church dresses wrinkle with every stride and hands reach for each other in comfort

He talks with authority to mask the reality

He stares when he tells about sin assuming he knows mine

But what of his

His heated gaze and sharp words alone in a dark hall

Maybe he's right about me and maybe I'm right about him

[wulverorcus]

Sweet Fool

Knew you so well

Studied your lips, your hands and face. Held you like a lifeline.

You were like another language I'd study for hours on end.

Cards on the table, i am the fool.

Upright then reversed.

You show your hand, ten of cups.

Reversed.

The lovers sit by.

I wonder what I'd say if i knew what any of that meant.

[ramdom333-deactivated20240825]

some of u aren’t carrying a constant yearning for love that consumes u and that must be nice

[bloedkoraal-deactivated20260204]

google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth

[daily-spooky]

[longestnight]

excerpt from how to be a god: just stop running

[bakwaaas]

there is a deep pathological sadness and loneliness you just can’t shake off that comes from having a traumatic childhood and broken family which I still haven’t come to terms with

[bakwaaas]

[wulverorcus]

Roots

A hand crawling up my spine.

Curling limbs safely inward.

Roots grow into my lungs, roots you planted never asking.

Holding me down.

What flowers take years to grow?

Roots take hold firmly, before spreading.

Spreading till I can't walk, vines broken through my skin, pinning me down to the floor.

Spreading till I'm full of only flowers and other pretty things so i won't be able to think of those  ugly things that you would fill me up with

Spreading till you use these vines to sew my mouth shut, letting only my muffled noises out.

A hand crawling up my spine, it grabs all it can.

Uncurling safety.

It is unwise to feel so safe. These vines and flowers you were giving were so appealing. How could you possibly be safe?

Your muffled noises are drowned out by the birds and the bees.

The field that has been created from me, from my body, and my flowers, will be walked on, treasured and trampled.

[mothprincess]

Audre Lorde, The Cancer Journals