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I Wish Lesbians Were As Easy To Find In Real Life As They Are On Tumblr

I wish lesbians were as easy to find in real life as they are on tumblr

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Your Gentle Reminder That Sevika Can Steal Your Bitch
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your gentle reminder that sevika can steal your bitch

Dogs Have Had Many Jobs Throughout History, In This Case: Revenge.

Dogs have had many jobs throughout history, in this case: Revenge.

“i am a monument to all your sins” is such a fucking raw line for a villain it’s amazing that it came from halo, a modernish video game, and not some classical text or mythos

a cockroach sneaks into an art museum, ii 

has anyone tasted the air before death strikes? 

has anyone claimed onto canvas the moment before waves fall? 

has anyone, like you, known intimately

the minute twist of emotions when 

hot, fractious, unguarded wonder rots

into a disgust that flays you alive? 

you have seen it run across the beetle-shine of your back 

you have seen how the sight of your legs and your antennae, rigid with hair 

latches onto happiness like a parasite

and flush it with terror and disgust 

you have seen it all, the

nail-biting fear and fungus-green disgust 

the technicolored nausea and the silver-sharp panic 

you have seen the moment when waves fall

you have waited for the waves to fall

hold your breath and wait for the slightest hint of destruction- 

but him, the young boy

the young artist with hands like violin strings, thrumming with potential- 

and eyes full of hot, fractious, unguarded wonder 

leaves you waiting

a wait that placidly trods far beyond its anticipated limit 

and leaves you wondering 

you have seen it all, the

fear and the disgust and the nausea and the panic 

and you have tasted the air before death strikes 

and the salt-spray before waves fall.

never have you tasted hope

never have you found a shard in time where you are the most human thing in somebody’s eyes

never have you become something worthy of wonder 

something worthy of being known 

A COCKROACH SNEAKS INTO AN ART MUSEUM
and crawls across the marble
floor into its first exhibit.
it has seen the birds of the air
soar across the infinite sky,
and the soft green cushion of
the tree leaves they call home;
it has seen the wonders of nature,
and all the beauty it has to offer──
but it wants to find the quiet grace
of humanity. and so it watches the
crowds of people stare in wonder
at the exhibits hanging on the walls,
watches the children laugh at abstract
faces, watches the college students
study each work for their next paper,
watches the comings and goings of it all.
but it finds an old woman with tears
in her big, brown eyes, as she gazes into
a painting with the kind of love that
can only be requited.

and though it's
curious about the kind of painting
that would garner such a reaction──
it finds it cannot tear its eyes away
from the woman who is her own
kind of masterpiece
and it watches her, finally understanding
that humans, too, are as awe-inspiring
as the flowers that dot the
landscapes it knows so well. 
but the woman sees it.
and the moment is ripped away.
she shrieks and tries to stomp it to death,
so it scuttles off back into the darkness,
its tiny heart torn in two.
and dreaming it could someday be seen
as beautiful as the people who want it dead,
the cockroach becomes the most human
thing in the whole building:
small and rejected and more than anything,
just wanting to be known

a cockroach sneaks into an art museum by judas h. ( @judas-redeemed ) image id in alt


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