I want the clock's hand in a spiderweb
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
Grapefruit sky at 7:44... I’m alive with Viracochas lightning
// letters from a rainbow girl in a monochrome society //
to the homophobic straight men who just don't get it— this is for you.
i got really frustrated the other day about issues surrounding my gender expression or lack there of and this is the result.
Coming out, in a way. I guess. I needed to say this. To someone. Why not the interwebs?
It happened and it was cute and i couldn't not write about it because i'm finally writing happy stuffs!
we live amongst the youth. they may not see us, but we'll always protect them.
i'll leave this shop and this shitty town. you can bet that i'll be living in the great fields.
I must have written this 3 months ago? its a good piece cant remember why I didn't post it! if your asked to stay... don't miss the opportunity.
when you think of a poem late at night dressed in nothing but a bandana in the middle of winter with no heating... and it ends up being pretty blissful...
Im using this piece to help work through my dysphoria and i'm getting there.
so a while back i wrote a piece called confession of a teenage queer this is my revisit to it after hitting 21 enjoy x (I'll like the prequel in the comments)
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
Grapefruit sky at 7:44... I’m alive with Viracochas lightning
// letters from a rainbow girl in a monochrome society //
to the homophobic straight men who just don't get it— this is for you.
i got really frustrated the other day about issues surrounding my gender expression or lack there of and this is the result.
Coming out, in a way. I guess. I needed to say this. To someone. Why not the interwebs?
It happened and it was cute and i couldn't not write about it because i'm finally writing happy stuffs!
we live amongst the youth. they may not see us, but we'll always protect them.
i'll leave this shop and this shitty town. you can bet that i'll be living in the great fields.
I must have written this 3 months ago? its a good piece cant remember why I didn't post it! if your asked to stay... don't miss the opportunity.
when you think of a poem late at night dressed in nothing but a bandana in the middle of winter with no heating... and it ends up being pretty blissful...
Im using this piece to help work through my dysphoria and i'm getting there.
so a while back i wrote a piece called confession of a teenage queer this is my revisit to it after hitting 21 enjoy x (I'll like the prequel in the comments)