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degenerateville · 2 years
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H E X…
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a-poetic-elsewhere · 1 year
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Immensity
my bones tell me to rest but my mind feels rebellious grasping at illusions of contentment what is the world if not chaotic fluidity innately personal unkind and unfair a tapestry of mirrors reflecting our innermost thoughts through the fragments of reality such dazzling kaleidoscopes of interpretation and judgment yet discarded so easily going unnoticed as we dance through the vastness of night
a-poetic-elsewhere
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erinfern0 · 5 months
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do I listen to ysf, bks, cerberosva, augistinthewinter, latenightfeels etc and match their audios to specific (mostly cod) characters?
maybe
is it an obsession? no. It's a necessity
do I plan to write fics inspired by their content?
very much so, already preparing a list 😇
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random-internet-teen · 5 months
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Having feels again. Unfortunately sad ones.
Thinking about judaism, motherhood, relationships.
It’s Chanukah, and my mom is no longer suicidal. This most recent resurgence was caused by many things but one is that it was recently his birthday on the Hebrew calendar. And it’s been around five years since he’s been able to talk to his own mom.
And with all that baggage finally not making him suicidal, he’s starting to teach me the prayers associated with Chanukah.
Tonight we watched fiddler on the roof. A Jewish classic and the source for many tears over the years.
So well cooking latkes, we watched fiddler. It’s later now but I can’t help but miss a Jewish community i barely ever had. And probably never will
To day i drove past protesters waving flags for organizations founded by nazis (the nazi party of germany)
These protesters were quite obviously trying to prevent the public menorah lighting.
I miss living in the Jewish ghetto I spent so much time in. Because well they hated me and my family for being queer at least they didn’t want to kill me.
I want to have kids. I really really want to have kids. Not necessarily biological kids or my own kids. I’ve been planning on fostering for a long time now. But my current partner gags at the mention, I mean I knew this was probably going to happen.
I’m a butch bisexual, and I won’t find the magical perfect person. But seeing motel and tzeitel… g-d I want that.
I want to fall in love with another Jew. I want to help keep my culture and religion alive. In the weird queer way I participate in it
I want to have sabbots and bake challah,
I think this rant is over for now. Thanks for reading
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prodigalxprince · 1 year
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another seconds gonna drive me mad and I cant do that cos I wouldn’t come back
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narcan-necromancer · 2 years
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laylaclove · 6 months
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I miss when times were simpler, when the things I had to do were finite. I miss being missed and cared for. I wish I'd had the freedom emotionally to do more than will myself to grow up and be the adult I needed in my life back then. Because I'm stuck now in a land of mist and quick sand. I'm stumbling and it's dark and I'm drowning all alone. I'm far from home, I miss my friends. I miss the days when I could look forward to things. I miss feeling different emotions. I wish life didn't feel so bleak anymore. But I can never wish back that sparkling light that once was. I can't change my past now that I'm an adult. I miss a childhood I'd only wish I'd had. And now I'm a child stuck in an adult body. I'm scared and lonely. I try to speak up but everythings too loud. My voice screams and fades in the void. I'm so lost. The people I've met as an adult don't care. They don't care for the simple things, getting to know someone, caring for them. And I in turn have forgotten what it feels to be loved and to love. I don't know anything anymore.
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schrodingers-tits · 10 months
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I hate my smile.
{a poem}
I hate my smile.
It hasn’t always been that way.
I used to not show any teeth when I smiled,
But I do now.
I do now that she’s criticized me.
I was having fun, and she told me to smile.
But I was.
I was smiling. My lips were turned,
My eyes were crinkled, and my cheeks were up.
But it wasn’t good enough.
At least, not to her.
She used to scare me. She doesn’t anymore.
She’s happy now. But I’m not.
Whenever I draw myself, I don’t smile with my teeth showing.
My mouth’s an upturned line, a quick stroke of a pen.
I wish it were still.
When I smile, I show my teeth.
I wish I didn’t.
I don’t like them. My teeth.
They’re crooked and jagged, and they look like a shark’s.
No one’s ever told me anything good about my teeth.
Maybe my dentist has. Once or twice.
No one really compliments my smile.
Because it isn’t mine.
It might be, sure, but it wasn’t supposed to be mine yet.
It was supposed to be mine now, not then.
I’ve been giving her my smile. But I wish I weren’t.
Because she should smile with her mouth closed.
It’s what comes naturally to her.
I should smile with my teeth showing. It’s natural to me.
But I don’t really know if it is.
I just hate my smile.
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A love that lets me sleep at night because I’m tired of the sleepless nights..
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degenerateville · 7 months
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The wind…
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techwaifu · 1 year
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Not gonna lie friends
I'm a bit in love with Char
Goodnight <3
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teriyakiunicorn · 2 years
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Not in the mood
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closeted-gay-baby · 2 years
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It was worth it. For all the pain.
Took a leap of faith, and there you came
Thought we had it all
You and me against them all
But how did I end up back here,
Where I truly lost it all
Happy 23rd monthversary
Words forever lost in the silent sea
Once again my mind wonders
How are you doing, are you fine?
Do you miss me? Like I miss you
Do you still love me, like I do
Maybe, it’s time to let you go
For me to regain my soul
But what good would it be
Without you here with me.
They say nothing heals the past like time
I say they have not met denial like mine
Happy 23rd monthversary
I’ll see you there, in my dreams
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scuopsie · 2 years
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Is that a metaphor for a fat ass???
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userlo · 5 months
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i just want to feel happy with myself and how I look….
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mars-aria · 1 year
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