Nothing
A poem about body shame by Captaindibbzy
If I could sculpt myself a new body
It would not be one like this.
I would cut away the clay
Of my soft round edges
Smaller and smaller still
Till I could
Fit right
In.
If I had a choice in this body
Do you really think I would choose
To be like this? In this
World where I can not
Even buy clothes designed
With someone like
Me in
Mind?
If I could carve myself away
Piece by piece till I could
Fit in to this mould
You have made
It would be
So much
Better.
If I could change myself
To fit the world
Would I not
Sculpt away
To
.
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i feel like leonie’s looks like an anime boy but i can’t PUT MY FINGER on who!!! i’ve been looking up and down and i just can’t figure it out
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i post the most perverse shit on my nsfw account and then feel like i regain consciousness after the horniness leaves my body. like who said that. not me. returning to normalcy and not acknowledging the demon that just possessed my soul
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[inspired by that lovely painting of @_K0TTERl_ on twitter (creator of "Veil" manga)]
They're such a rarepair lol but once I saw the vision I cannot go back.
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I have been working on this piece for AGES aajsdfjkndf AUGH
I just! I just want Wally frog catching with his bestie to exist into the world dang it!!!! The idea of him slowly catching frogs and running straight to Barnaby to show him is one of my favorite things to think about. Now I can beam such an idea into yalls mind with the power of art I spent too much time on
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TWO THANGS
when I say "love" with no descriptors, I don't mean romantic by default
when I say "art" with no descriptors, I don't mean visual by default
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I was thinking about how long it takes to build a relationship with an animal.
like when I first got Tallgeese, she'd run in fear if I tried to approach her. and now three years later it's hard to walk through the backyard, because she's following me about like a puppy and placing herself directly beneath my descending feet.
meanwhile Grim was standoffish for the first few years of me having her, and would act all offended if I tried to scritch her ears. and now, in year eleven, she keeps me up at night by forcing herself under my arm and purring like a jet engine.
it makes me emotional. like here are my little guys, we've spent years figuring out how to love eachother, no big deal or anything.
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you. yes you, person with rejection sensitive dysphoria. this message is for you. your friends DON'T hate you. they aren't mad at you. they aren't talking behind your back or wished to cut their friendship with you. they love you and treasure you and they are good people who wouldn't hurt you like that! ok, that's all. have a nice day.
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