wisp-of-thought

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PSA: Mortal Queens Of Faerieland Like To Wear Their Boyfreind's Husband's Hoodies Too

PSA: Mortal queens of faerieland like to wear their boyfreind's husband's hoodies too ♡

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wisp-of-thought

4 years ago

i live with you in my shadow

and stuck

in the cavities of my teeth,

hanging yourself

on my every word

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4 years ago

Is there anything more dangerous, Eve, darling, than a woman with a belly full of knowledge and lips stained in nectar?

~love, lilith

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4 years ago

The Poem Is Icarus Hypothesis Love By The Wonderful @flightlesskiwi

The poem is ‘Icarus Hypothesis Love’ by the wonderful @flightlesskiwi

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wisp-of-thought

4 years ago

This has the same energy as:

nOt mY pReSiDeNt

((This Savage Song by V.E. Schwab))

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wisp-of-thought

4 years ago

(mild gore tw)

to watch someone waste away as you heal is the ultimate sacrifice. i recognize the look in her eyes like reflection. reflection not of me but of the girl I used to be. as though that ghost is a generational heirloom. the haunting inherited. and yet is it not my fault? for did i not perform my own exorcism of that demon in a closet that we shared? did i not unleash an insatiable hatred unaware that it would seek the next blood in the bloodline? did i not bask too long in the glory of belonging so entirely to myself to notice the parts of me i gouged out no longer rested beneath my finger nails?

as we laid in next to each other in bed at night, and I stayed awake for hours clawing the self hate off me, was it not my fault for waiting too long to change the sheets? somehow did the grime not stick to her as she tossed and turned? tell me that the extra minutes I spent glaring at I my reflection did not leave the mirror greedy for more. caused it to hold her gaze for longer each time. afterall how could it not be. my fault. for i never attempted to cleanse the walls of blood spatter and so of course she would be curious.

but to watch someone waste away as you heal is the ultimate sacrifice. yet sometimes i wonder who is sacrificing what. who is sacrificing who.

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