Hey So I Heard We Were Styling Affirmations After Accidental Allies?

𝕯𝖔𝖓'𝖙  𝖆𝖘𝖐  ‘𝖜𝖍𝖞’  𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘  𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊.

art films, thrillers, camp horror: this is what's wrong with the world

us, the children of that world: um, yes please?

Happy Holidays everybody 💙

Some days I will look into the mirror and see a stranger. Or looking back at me might be someone I've been searching desperately on another day, yet now grieve to see. It is not that I'm a stranger to myself, my soul I know, but these expressions, they don't belong on a face I'd read as mine. This form betrays me. These feet can't carry, and this voice can't say.. it frustrates me. And I search. I run these fingertips across it, sometimes enjoying bits of it, sometimes wondering if there's somehow I might mold it to better fit. But the truth is there's nothing much wrong with the body. I might admire it even, were I not trapped in it. But it doesn't feel like it should belong to me, doesn't feel right on me.

I want you to leave me alone in the darkness where nobody makes a sound

but I'm afraid of the loneliness the silence can be so fucking loud..

I realize posting finglish twice a week is flooding the feed. thinking of moving it. this is why I said 'testing'.

Got any favorite animals?

Plenty! Highland cattle, octopi and pretty fish, dogs, goats, tigers.. I could go on.

Remembering that time I wrote a bunch of cryptic shorts 'bout cannibalism.