Dearest-wildthing - "We Are Eachother's Night Sky, No One Is Alone Here"

Hi *flaps wings* *wraps wings around you* *pats your head with wings* *folds wings over face*

I need to wrap myself in my wings so badly. I need to curl up on my side, legs tucked to my chest with one arm under my head and the other around my knees, my tail curled to contour my legs, the feathers at the tip near my head, one wing sort of awkwardly scrunched behind me so I’m not squishing it while the other is folded over my head and upper body, my face buried in my feathers so I can’t see anything else, but I just know that I’m safe.

I miss my wings. I’m scared and featherless and so, so tired of being human. I’m so over this. I want to go home but home doesn’t exist here, not in this world.

angel halo doodles

I hope u were tricked by my pfp.

I hope u were expecting long posts abt my "complex feelings about cannibalism and god" when u clicked on it, I hope u were surprised by the pink and yellow, I hope u weren't expecting me constantly telling u how much u matter.

I hope u now know that I love u, and care abt u, and that u are 1 of the dearest things 2 me.

All of u.

CW - very bright.

🪻

You found me!!!!!!

I guess space and time, Takes violent things, angry things. And makes them kind.

i’m rotting from within. my divine light seems further away with each passing day.

cmyk test pages r like angels to me

i want to be worshipped not in the way one worships a god, but in the way they worship their pet

I think @ some point I got used 2 the feeling that this life was never real, I think that point was relatively early as well.

I have vivid memory of sitting in the car on the way 2 school when I was very young, and thinking that my life must be some sort of entertainment 4 giants, that someone out there was watching me on a small television on their kitchen table, and that their lives must be very long 4 them 2 find my entire life just entertainment.

I feel my life though music, my day-2-day life feels like 1 of the warrior cats maps I used 2 love when I was younger, I move though my life as though it were set 2 that soundtrack, this has been my life 4 as long as I can remember.

I've talked 2 myself 4 as long as I can remember, in my head when I was younger, out loud as I've gotten older, I got used 2 the feeling that I was being watched, I explain my actions as if someone is gazing over my shoulder and judging me, I need 2 explain every little detail over and over again.

It brings me comfort @ times, it is also terrifying.