Grasping At September Skies

the guitar and his voice and the voice cracks and the straining and all the passion he puts into it and the texture of the song and how happy he looks and and and and

wait actually rb this and name as many mutuals off the top of your head as you can in the tags i’m interested

i just gave my cat a little kiss onthe head And now he sounds like a motorcycle <3

i will peel the shine from the stars and give it to you my endless sunlight

Happy Day of the rainbow people! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ We are all so fucking awesome and are making it through the hardest shit with PIZAZZ. Simply spectacular ✨

So, a reminder to all my fellow struggling queers, we are valid, real, amazing, and gonna kick those homophobic/transphobic motherfuckers asses!

Celebrate yourself. You deserve it. You deserve respect (and may even command it!) Most of all we all deserve love ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🤎

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ Happy Pride Month! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

these speed bumps keep screaming.

Why is that?

pube is a good name actually i dont think any other name would be as good.

i am so consumed

fern clover and birch can not pull me from my place in the thick of the bog

although they do try.

i lay prone, unprotected and powerless to stop sinking.

to each little blue flower who dots around my eyes and corners of my mouth,

i whisper, “bring me back to life

help me breath in air once again

help me wake up,

please.”

dozing off inside a summer’s sunny world is heaven.

it makes me wonder why fall is my favourite season.

maybe it’s melancholy feels familiar

and the summer feels too good

Maybe i’m afraid of goodbyes

and in love with things i am afraid of?

if i were a better man i would say i am simply afraid of things becoming too good,

but a part of me knows

that autumn isn’t about the melancholy

it’s about healing from it.

if you see this give me attention

i need it