...I Love You, Sahrami, But You Didn't Actually Put Some Guy's Heart In My Breakfast Sandwich, Did You

...I love you, Sahrami, but you didn't actually put some guy's heart in my breakfast sandwich, did you <3

dude. chill. i was just asking. you smell sad and single bro

I smell like burnt fur, rage, and tree sap you don't have a name for. Also pennyroyal, because someone needs a better outlet for his crying. I am not single, I don't plan on being single for another century, and if you try me I will eat you and give your heart to the one who matters most as a breakfast sandwich.

what is the meaning behind your blog name and theme?

I... grew up in a small village in the countryside, surrounded by the woods. I used to spend many hours there, often with my father. But after leaving the village as a child, I barely ever spent any time outside larger cities, until I moved in with S this summer.

It's... nice, to be back. Even if this forest is different from the one I remember from my childhood, it still sort of... grounds me. I think it helps to be close to nature, when I try to... stay tethered.

...Well, there's that, and... It's a pretty stupid thing, but... S's last name is Greenwood. I suppose a part of me was hoping...

.........

...My name means "beloved saviour", actually. Incredibly ironic, as both my mother and father have repressed all their memories of me, which seems an unlikely fate for someone who's supposedly named after how loved they are. But here we are, now.

Even if I will never live up to the original meaning of my name, maybe it could be repurposed into something new and meaningful. Named after what I treasure, rather than after my parents' shattered hopes of what I'd become.

Hi, my name is Silvano. I live in the woods with my beloved, @chaosofshadow, and this blog is mostly a place for me to record my thoughts, collect things I like, and keep in touch with friends and family.

You may ask me anything you like, and I'll try to answer as well as I can.

Tag list:

#from the woods - my reflections

#whispers in the wind - my poetry

#echoes - replies to others' posts

#resonances - answered asks

#ebb and flow - queued posts

(OOC: follow this link if you are confused about what this is.)

“Healing is layers. Healing is time. Healing is excruciating. Once you think it’s done, it’s not.”

— Mary DeMuth

to the friend of the forest,

hello, my mossy friend. i'm sorry that we may have gotten off on the wrong foot, i've been chatting with stormy periodically and i've been waiting for a good time to reach out to you again, and i think it's time that i re-introduce myself. i'm Spellmeyer, or spelly, or anything you want to call me. i really don't mind. i just wanted to say hello, and that if you need someone to talk to who can help make sense of emotions or feelings, i am just a message away. remember, you are loved, cherished, and the forest welcomes you with light and love. keep your chin up and take a deep breath, you got this. making sense of yourself is hard, and coming to terms with everything is harder, but i have a feeling that you can handle this. stay safe, be kind, and greet the world with open arms. <3

-A. Spellmeyer, Fey of the Forest

...You know, I don't blame you, but... thank you for the nice words. I'm trying my best.