i know what i want now
i didn’t before
i want cold mornings and leaves that crunch under our feet.
I want warm blankets.
I want a house in the woods.
I want clean air and sunshine and my own means of living.
a hand to hold, someone to confide in
I want to be loved; but I most of all,
I want to be loved by you.
With @staff 's recent post saying 1/4 of this site is LGBTQ going around, I'd like to see what the actual demographic is
So!
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dear god,
i have grown since we last spoke, but i have not forgotten. i will never forget.
the silence will be etched on the canvas of my memory for all of eternity
your world, this world, that ebbs and flows so beautifully
the passage of time is a rich work of art that so few understand
and as it spins, the things that die create new life
flowers grow among the bones and
leaves sprout from the ashes and
i am still here.
i wish to die like a star, glowing and gleaming and destructively beautiful.
Hydroluminescence
(c) gifs by riverwindphotography,July 2023
And when I place the body of Christ underneath my tongue, when He dissolves like fine sand, like sweet honey. and when I gasp, when my pupils dilate, as I glance at His heaven,
Will you seethe? Will you lurch forward, claws digging into my shoulder blades, ripping out the muscle to lay flaccid on my back? Will you remember our nights, reach down to my Achilles tendon, and tear it? Will you force me on my knees, and not allow me to fly away? Will you grasp my two hands in your larger ones, crush my palms together, and will you beg for my forgiveness? And once you have forced me into loyalty, will the blood wash from our hands?
being trans is a bit like
running hands over yourself and thinking
“i cannot wait for there to be a scar there
in the place of something else”
to know that all that will be left is the mark
a tangible reminder of how the creator wronged you
and how you made it right
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something is rotting.
the smell pervades the house, wafting through the halls, seeping under the doorframes.
it’s subtle at first. easy to ignore. i turn on a fan and soon enough I’ve gone noseblind.
it’s been three days. I found a little mouse dead on the floor. it’s small. too small.
the smell gets worse. the fan is on all the time now. I put perfume under my nose to block it out. eventually, I grow numb.
a week. there is no escaping it. I have looked everywhere. it has stained all my clothes. It is here, somewhere, the source of it.
it has been months. I cannot leave. I am weak. it affects me constantly.
something is rotting.
it is me. it has always been me.
-despite everything, there is still love
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i have crawled so far on my own without you
that i am starting to think i can stand.
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