
queer. agender. mentally ill. lol
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OH GOD I CANT CHOOSE (i did choose but at what cost)
RB for the largest sample size this site has ever seen. it's time to put an end to this.
Ooohhh shimny, its mine now




⏝⏝⏝ Luniastelle ; A gender connected to all things about the Moon and space , Crystals and caverns , Kindness and friendliness. A gender that is the personification of the Moon’s connection to Earth in the way it pulls it’s tides and keeps it’s balance.
Belated birthday gift for @lwuvicidal! May we always be the Earth && the Moon ♡

[No spoons for ID]
How I see the kindness of the world, in
You
Us
And
Them.
And i pick up the broken shards of trust we shared
And i glue them together desperately trying to gain back what we had
And i couldn’t forgive you
And the mirror shattered
Before you i was shattered but you
Picked me up
Piece by
Piece
Glued me together
Now i’m standing on the shards of us
Crying
Wailing
Waiting
For you to reply with one of yours
Just to know you miss me
Just as much as i miss you
And maybe then the glue will stick
And then i wouldn’t be alone
Here
With others who’s faces are empty
Though it is not theirs it is my eyes
Refusing
The trust
The connection
So i guess i’m at fault for shattering the mirror
But what more is there to life than
To build
And to break
Why can’t I just sleep normally? It’s either what over 16-18 hours or like 3 to none i hate my life. Alarms don’t help. I don’t like my medication cuz it makes me groggy for so long and it’s for times when I have to sleep (eg. I have an exam tomorrow and wanna sleep well)
I hate it cuz my routine gets fucked up but also i’m not complaining that I’m sleeping at all. The heat drives me crazy and is definitely one cause for my sleep issues.
I hate summer. I wish i could love it but i can’t. I love the nature but i can’t go out due to how bright and hot it is. And the bugs. I’m not scared but the constant noise from mosquitoes drives me crazy even if it’s just one.
Holiday has me feeling so much better already but I need to leave the house tomorrow and I don’t know why it’s stressing me out so much :/
Agoraphobia is fun /s
Crab rave /ij
It’s a mental breakdown du du duu du du du duu *in off key kazoo*
I just wanna be a pretty boy. Hmm why weren’t I born one? Why?
Hmmm I wish I had an audience so I could get the validation I, oh, so crave for my ideas. Like how rad it’d be to write a book about post apocalyptic world and about the advancements only everything to go back as it was like Apocalypse 2: electric boogaloo.
Or hear me out, a love story between two people thinking they are cis/het but find out through one other that they aren’t and it’d be such soft and emotionally raw book.
Or a (fictional) world developing as time goes on and an immortal group tries to stay hidden from the world as information spreads faster. And they have to battle between losing their identity or completely changing their appearances every couple decade or so.
Just ugh, it’d be so cool but if no one else wants it it’ll just stay in my head cuz I don’t like work I’m not praised for lol
Maybe one day I’ll see the stars you look so desperately for in the pollution filled skies, in your eyes full of stardust we were told we have come from.
With the skies covered, it is no real shock but to witness a creation of god and of destruction, it is magnificent and scary, depending on the time of the year, moment and the last words said.
“I loved you”
“The stars loved you”
“You are a star”
“The stars loved you”
Hmmmm
Maybe I want to tohch the stars in your eyes while you’re gazing into the unknown. To know the love and hatred burning. Burn me to the ground. As I was born of hatred and mistakes. Foolishness of children. But as I burn, I burn like Icarus did when he fell from the skies his wax wings melting. I burn like the first star in this existence, bright and for a short while. In itms eternity of being a change being such a small part of its life. I burn. And I warm up.
Like the winter has passed that brings me down each year with what they call seasonal depression but for me it isn’t seasonal. It’s just easier to hide during summer when you can hide in the shadows to avoid burning but I lit up in flames the second I saw you, the second your eyes looked away and the instant you touched me. I burnt away all I was and all that is left is you.
A is for Agoraphobia
It’s the fear of being not enough
While being more than you can
I force myself
To live
To suffer
It is the fight of getting through a simple shop
I fear
I fear for my life
Each time someone says
“Let’s go”
Even though I am aware that I won’t
Be a victim
But what if?
And I’m scared again.
I need to write something so that’s what yall get
I genuinely love the idea of post apocalyptic world healing. Humans have dwindled to manageable amounts, communities thrive and all is well. Cars are rarity and mostly utilised as tools. Animals have taken over most of the planet and skyscrapers have crumbled down. With some courageous travelers looking for supplies in the rubble. Peace.
No need to “work” I mean of course there’s work to do but 9-5 jobs are gone and people handle things at their own pace. Accessibility is made important as it allows for easier access for everyone, it makes life simpler. Arts and crafts would have a new rise.
Of course techology isn’t bad but it’d be simpler, safer and more useful. More targeted at farming, electricity (warming, water etc.), hygiene. Maybe a form of communication but why bother at this point. If you wanna see the world go off and wander alone or with your buddies. It’s as safe as it can be (so not that safe but idc).
Just an utopia of peace and healing. Because progress should be used for advancement of society and not for gain.
Dream i saw
So basically I was at my hometown walking casually. A chill sunny summer evening. Walking along a very specific spot/track and suddenly i get the spike of adrenaline that something’s wrong. I get a call or call someone and start yelling at them. Then I hear the planes. I yell at my friend? Idk if i even knew the person with me. But we started running as i’m on the phone screaming at them soemthing along the lines of “We’re not out of here yet you fuckers!” “Wait!” And then we cross the road only to hear a whistling sound behind us and a loud bang. I don’t even look behind cuz i know what it was.
Then another one. Another. We are able to run past the three bombs but fourth one gets us as we’re running and my friend gets out of breath. I turn to face them only to hear the whistle and see the bomb fall next to her. I woke up in cold sweat. I remember hearing the explosion as I woke up.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen such vivid dream/nightmare.
what i dont get abt xenogender hate is that like most xenogender opposers r usually not against being nonbinary necessairly so its like Yes youre allowed to be neither man or woman in this like Nebulous Vague and Undefined way but GOD FORBID youre neither man nor woman in a Concrete Not Vague Way. what??
Meow
Hehhee can’t go to school cuz i’m afraid of something that doesn’t exist. Why does leaving my safe space need to be so difficult :/
I just wanna get better but it’s so hard dammit
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