What Do U Derive You Inspiration From?

Are you a jealous person?

In short: No, I don't see the point of jealousy.

In long: I am aware that rationality and feelings do not always get along, but I trusted the people I wanted to trust and thus had no reason for jealousy and did not value those I did not trust enough to justify the arising of jealousy.

Regen

Schon als Kind war ich fasziniert vom Regen.

Die kühlenden Tropfen auf meiner Haut;

die einzigartige Stille,

mir so vertraut;

der schwarze Teppich,

aus unzähligen Wolken gebaut;

endlose Stunden habe ich in den Himmel geschaut.

by Weltenasche.

Those legs look so strong and powerful... God I wish you would just grab me and hipthrust me like a fully loaded barbell for a few sets....

A night or two? I guess I'm not even good enough for a thirsty tumblr anon no more.

But in all seriousness, what do you hope to gain from such messages? I ignore most of them anyway.

If you want to practice pick-up lines, just tell me. The one with the barbell could at least be described as creative, euphemistically.

Did you write an draft of the poem again? Can you upload it here?

Your battle

I still think of words

that never left my lips

and touches

not performed by fingertips.

I lose myself

in pain and dread

and wish I'd drowned

in the sea of tears you shed.

You took a battle

that was never yours to fight

and I could do nothing

but hold you tight one last night.

by Weltenasche.

Why do you get so many hater questions? Are you an asshole magnet offline as well?

I think it's because I've had online profiles on other sites before, and there may have been a few hateful followers that migrated with me to tumblr. Apart from that, I stand firmly for my values and views and am open for confrontation, which in a way also makes you a target for such people; you can't please everyone after all.

In a way, I'm an asshole magnet in real life too, yes. However, to elaborate on the whole thing would go beyond the scope of an answer here.

Finally, I will say that it doesn't really bother me. At the end of the day, they're all just words and I'm the one who gives or takes away value from them. Some of these messages are even quite funny. Of course, I publish only a very small part of them.

You said you get the most compliments for your ass but still you haven't even posted a single picture of your lower body? Are you skipping legs you wimp? 😂

I suppose I'm just not your typical fitness influencer who documents every workout session online using pictures or videos and I hardly post pictures on my blog. Admittedly, leg workouts are actually the least fun of all my workouts, but that just gives me even more motivation to do them.

So no, I don't skip legs.

Manchmal sind es die kleinen Dinge, die für einen kurzen Moment Zufriedenheit an mich tragen. 

Wie kleinste, marginale, in ihrer Wirksamkeit nur kurzlebige Alkaloide des Schlafmohns, welche an meinen körpereigenen Opioidrezeptoren ansetzen und diese für einen Augenblick betäuben, während sie die graugetrübte Sicht meiner Augen mit ihren verheißungsvoll knisternden Lippen hinfortküssen.

Doch hinter jeder ihrer kleinen Berührungen leben Lust und Angst, ihnen wieder zu verfallen, weil man sich solchen Küssen schon einmal zu intensiv hingab und sich nicht rechtzeitig von besagten Lippen löste.

I have the feeling that you will take your own life in the next 2-3 years because of the world view you have revealed on this blog so far. And I also have the feeling that nobody will miss you because you are a lonely, unlovable person which is further proven by you being alone on christmas.

You had sent me these and other messages on Christmas Eve, and now I could speculate on what this says about you as a person or why, as an anonymous individual on the internet, I seem to play such a significant role in your life that you take the time on such a day to send multiple messages of this nature to me. You could be surrounding yourself with much more positive thoughts and activities on a day like this, yet I will refrain from delving into such reflections. I will not further address these or the other messages, as they are not worth my time.

In that spirit, I wish you joyous holidays with your family or those close to you and hope you have been able to release whatever burdened you with this message.

Desire

The warmest flames of deep desire

accompany my saddend soul;

Never thought it'd catch a fire

too powerful for my control.

by Weltenasche.