I have made no sin in loving. I have made no sin in caring for the wellbeing of others. For believing in a better future. For hoping and striving to do better, even if no one else cares. Even if everyone else is doing the wrong thing, it doesn't make it right.
I have decided to reject the coldness of the world no matter what.
And if i die from loving, I would have died at the hands of something beautiful.
Goodbye Isha, we carry you with us.
My heart is torn in several directions. The stitches which held me together once before
U n r a v e l.
I dance with the girl I was,
to find the answers.
Jorge Luis Borges, "To the Nightingale"
I can't believe I just posted my last post BEFORE LUNCHTIME😭
(except maybe a lil)
I wonder how much saltwater I can drink up
FINE, TAKE IT ALL!
Brb-gonna-go-have-a-solo-acoustic-guitar- sesh-while-the-birds-sing-with-me-core
(That's my baby btw^)
I did it folks. I finally wrote a smvtty story without getting shy XD. Is it good? Debatable. Is it finished? Yes (although I might make a part two just for the fun of it.) And that's all that really matters.
The draft has been posted here on my blog in case you're feeling inquisitive.
Tentatively titled "Naptime fantasies." Although that's a bit too on the nose for my taste.
Being with you❤️🧸
Mona Awad, from her novel titled "Bunny," originally published in 2019
The feminine urge to put lipstick kisses all over his neck, take a picture of it and make it my lock screen~♡
18+ bi. Poetry, rambles, and descending into madness
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