I Just Realized It’s Been A While, Here’s An Update On My Existence:

I just realized it’s been a while, here’s an update on my existence:

- i’m a girl, and i’m not out as one - school’s back, so that’s a thing - made two friends - one is a lesbian with a self-proclaimed resemblance to the dwarves of d&d - the other has anxiety and is a boi - only problem is, he wasn’t born a boi and has religious parents - he’s the only person i’m out to as a girl atm - also my crush, a cis football boi, is an idiot but somehow that makes him cuter I DONT KNOW EITHER

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5 years ago

stop giving this so much attention this was low effort

Elect This Man Right Freakin Now

elect this man right freakin now


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5 years ago

Another Venting Poem

Here in the closet, I think / And sometimes I sink / into the void of ink / that is fear and nervousness and so many things. / These things / they feel like stings / from a thousand bees / in my mind, destroying the ease / I hide. / But I hide it. / Bit by bit. / I’ve been in the closet for so long. / I left one, / thought I was done, / but I was wrong. / Now I cry, / ‘Why? / Why did the light catch my eye / from out beyond my reach?’ / Now I feel like I have to hide / deep in side / from all sight / but my own. And I’m scared. What if when I leave the closet / I’ll realize that it / was better inside? / And I wonder. Staring outside / at the sky / wondering why / a rainbow is there. / Is it a sign that people will care / for me? But it’s gone. And the rain / of doubt and pain / and ink / is back and I start to sink / but I scream no! / I will let my face, my colors show! / I don’t want to stay / locked away / where I can only hope and say / maybe one day / it will be okay / to leave. I will make the key! / And everyone will see / who I am! And then I sigh. / Maybe not tonight. / I’m not ready yet. But I’m getting closer.


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5 years ago

“The Trash Man cometh. The Trash Man giveth, and the Trash Man taketh away.”

my life as a quote


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6 years ago

I’m too lazy to find these things myself, so I’m reblogging other people. (:

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5 years ago

One fell, and the other rose. They were both going to be in the same place. The angel saw a plane fly past, and the demon felt herself fly out of a lake. They both hit the ground at the same time. The angel stood, and the demon landed on her feet. —————————————

I had an idea for a story, here’s the rough draft

The angel fell. She stared up at Heaven and wept. She wept, and saw her tears streaming out above her. She reached out a hand toward the sky, but there was nothing she could do. All the angel could do was stare and weep. She felt something then. She felt the feathers being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her halo shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She whispered something. She whispered “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that I have been cast out of Heaven?” The angel felt her wings begin to change and become leathery. She said no. She felt horns begin to push out from her skull and she said no. The angel felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her halo. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings break, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The angel’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt the feathers grow back, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The angel felt the pieces of her halo pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled. The demon rose. She stared down at Hell and raged. She raged, and saw her tears streaming down into the abyss. She scrabbled for something to pull her toward the depths, but there was nothing she could do. All the demon could do was stare and rage. She felt something then. She felt the skin being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her horns shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She screamed something. She screamed “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that not even Hell itself will have me?” The demon felt her wings begin to tear from her back. She said no. She felt her red eyes begin to fade into blindness and she said no. The demon felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her horns. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings snap at the joints, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The demon’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt feathers grow, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The demon felt the pieces of her horns pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled.


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5 years ago

I have seen that pastor before, and he seems to think that hate is the way to win.


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6 years ago

wait, do all pansexuals have a point in their life where they’re like “man I wish I was bi/pan” ? because I did the same thing

me, a year ago, compulsively heterosexual, meeting a pan person online: wow! pansexuality. what a beautiful concept. that’s just so wonderful, to love everyone. wouldn’t the world be nice if everyone were pansexual. I WISH I WERE PAN tOo BaD iM sTrAiGhT!

y’all. i said these things. what. how. what.


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5 years ago

jean-raffio is bisexual confirmed parks and rec is amazing


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5 years ago
Oh My God I Tried It And I Picked Up Leviathan And What Did I Get? “Glad You Could Join Us, Mr. Sharp.”

oh my god i tried it and i picked up Leviathan and what did i get? “Glad you could join us, Mr. Sharp.” the best part is, the character in question is actually a girl pretending to be a boy to be in the military. i’m a trans woman. “Glad you could join us, Mr. Sharp.” HOW DOES THAT WORK SO WELL DIWKEBFFISOWNSBFUFOS


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5 years ago
Not Every Tale Has A Happy Ending…

Not every tale has a happy ending…

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I’ve re-done this many times, might as well do it again. Hi! I’m Sinylene, or at least that’s what I like to go by on the internet. I also go by Noel. I use she/her. I don’t post super often, and when I do it’s probably either serious, a story, or a meme.

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