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girlbulge is such a choice look i really wish it was more normalized
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This war has to stop. Israel is stopping aid from getting into Gaza and people are starving.
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ok i’m curious
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Unnamed Poem #43
Something walks around here In the transepts In the cloisters Down the aisles of empty pews
It avoids the confessional I haven't gone in I think there's something I fear more Than what lurks in the sanctuary
I sit by some memories Estranged from me, so distant I don't look too closely, though There's something missing Is this a dream? This place doesn't seem familiar to me Is it the walls? The light? The altar? Is there a ritual I've forgotten? I don't think I know of another place Here is what I've known What I've built What I've made
It's coming closer Steps behind me I wonder what it will be like when it catches up to me
Oh
I think it's time.
I walk into the confessional I miss you
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Kara
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Pamela "BDE" Isley ( & Harley) by Mindy Lee
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this may or may not be a fantasy writing exercise for me. please reblog
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Um, actually it says in the rules that if Moses doesn’t come down from the mountain in 15 minutes, you’re legally allowed to make a golden idol. :///
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bodega catgirls (print available!)
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Lake Butterscotch
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Unnamed Poem #42
she held me close her arms reached out and threaded themselves with mine branches on two trees, meeting each other i held on and whispered
why does the deer fear the plains? a vast expanse filled with wondrous wildlife the wind whistling through well trodden paths, emanating the music of a lively ecosystem singing the melodies of freedom and liberation running across flowers grasses ancestors
even now i can still feel the plains in my eyes, in my nose, in my skin textures upon textures of soft and rough flora and the radiant light of the ocean above illuminating the ocean below in my heart deep inside me, exposing me to anyone that simply wants to take a look and feel what infinity could be
can you see the other side? does it continue endlessly, hoping for you to travel through it, to discover and explore just what is hiding in the tall grasses between the patches of flowers clustered together like a family while allowing that which grows around them to flourish
why does the deer fear the plains? when there is nothing to hide but the grass does the smell of the flowers make them jump? does it remind them of where they are most vulnerable? sprinting and leaping carefree as water down a creek towards an eventual birth in another place another time or is it the end?
she held me close she smelled of flowers
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another deranged drawing from my demented mind
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I can't watch more of my trans siblings die. please. you have to live. you fucking have to. don't let them win.
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One day I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do, I'll be thinking of you.
k.b. // laufey, philharmonia orchestra - let you break my heart again
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I promise you, relationship anarchy is a good thing. Tell your friends you love them. Go on dates. Domme them. Take them to weddings. Have a relationship with the sub from the dungeon where she does your taxes or you mow his lawn. Help your neighbor plant begonias and become their honorary granddaughter. Become friends with your partner’s partners. Cuddle with your book club and talk about Polysecure or something, idk.
I don’t care. Just stop expecting every relationship to follow a specific pattern and instead find the beauty you both want in your specific relationship with that other person.
Life is more than the nuclear family and strict pseudo-Christian mythological ideals.
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The Bat Woman by Albert Joseph Penot (1890)
The Vampire woman by Leanna TenEycke.
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