i have an eclipse father
he’s rarely home & when he is it’s only physically
but in the summer
in the summer he’s my protector, my sweet father
he rides roller coasters with me
and teaches me about the world
but then fall rolls around
and again i’m left cold
i wished for you. on my birthday. i blew out my candle and wished that you would text me. i wanted you to tell me happy birthday. you never did.
thinking about how my cool democratic aunt bought me a book about a girl with internalized homophobia in an extremely religious town, that literally entirely applies to me.... do y’all think she knows somehow🤔
anyone else too mentally ill for love?
i remember when i moved my sister into her dorm she had a roommate who was blaring Lemon Boy by Cavetown while drinking and unpacking, wearing a shirt that said “Les🐝an” with the bee and all. and i remember thinking she was so much cooler than my straight older sister who wanted to rush into a sorority. how did i not know i was into women i-
MOON
candles
sigils <3
tarot!
toughest choice for me; but crystals.
tea tea tea
folklore (fae!)
mortar & pestal
self written journals!!
satchets.
Let's play a game of this or that. Reblog this with your results! You can only choose one from each selection.
Sun or Moon?
Candles or Incense?
Sigils or Runes?
Tarot or Oracle?
Crystals or Herbs?
Coffee or Tea?
Folklore or Mythology?
Mortar + Pestal or Cauldron?
Self-Written Journals or Books?
Jars or Sachets?
“that’s the only time you’ve dreamed of me?”
“i don’t dream.”
“everyone dreams. you just don’t remember. like how you don’t remember the color of my eyes. or hurting me just to ask to be let back in again.”
i’m falling for another girl. i’ve been comfortable with my sexuality for about a year, but NOW my internalized homophobia wants to kick in.
i just wanna tell everyone who struggles with this
your feelings are valid
loving someone is NEVER wrong, it’s beautiful
the guilt is temporary
you are not bad. you are human.
“you have a song that reminds you of me?”
“yeah.”
“it’s a sad song.”
“don’t you think we’re kind of sad? we’ve known of our doom from the start. but we keep coming back to each other and hurting ourselves all over again.”
this aged so well… my mom just recently told me that this same aunt is bisexual.
she def has gaydar and i def alerted it! :)
thinking about how my cool democratic aunt bought me a book about a girl with internalized homophobia in an extremely religious town, that literally entirely applies to me.... do y’all think she knows somehow🤔