I Sometimes Question Myself About My Angelness And Ask Myself Stuff Like: "what Makes An Angel, An Angel?",

I sometimes question myself about my angelness and ask myself stuff like: "what makes an angel, an angel?", but I wanted to say to others who also do this that, it is OK to ask yourself that, to ask yourself: "what does it really mean to be an angel?" or "do angels really look like that?", and so on and so forth. Just every-day humans have those kinds of thoughts about themselves when they ask questions about their "humanness" too.

In my opinion it's actually good to ask those questions to yourself, I think it is useful to meditate on them, to help you reavulate and even deconstruct the stereotypes of "the true angel™".

But most important thing is that it's completely okay to not really know the answer to these questions regarding your angelity, sometimes it take more time to gain this knowledge about yourself, but sometimes it may never come to you; the Heavens are endless, and so are all kinds of angels, you don't need to worry about "not fitting in".

you’re so valid and very real, you are your kintype/kintypes and i wish you a very species euphoria

Angels.

Their souls are but fragments of ineffable constellations of stars’ corpses, powdered with stardust, refined into softly glimmering nebulae clusters.

Angels.

With blessed blood dripping from their wings, celestial radiation they scatter and dull gold pouring from their immortalised eyes, they have witnessed treachery, deception and doom altogether.

Angels.

With tiresome gentleness they stare into the oblivion of the future, the vague remembrance of times past stuck in the back of their minds.

Angels.

Their pain is liquidified to tears, their rage has transformed into might, their halos turned to gilded signet rings they wear. Their auras are now exquisite perfumes or cigarette smoke. 

Angels.

Their undefinable sadness and insight are their heritage. Both fragile and fierce, they could overpower Gods.

Angels.

Angels.

Angels.

You celestial little shit, I love you (>‿♥)

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I have decided that I need new friends, as my current friends are… not the best. It’s not that they’re not good people or anything, it’s just… complicated.

so, here’s a little about me, and if I seem like the kind of person you’d get along with, feel free to reblog this or dm me with a little bit about yourself, and hopefully we can become friends!

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WOO I’ve been slowly but surely telling more friends that I’m otherkin,,, it’s scary for sure but man it feels great afterwards :D they’re always so cool about it