*through tears* I am the monster *sobs* *hics* rawr rawr *gasp* *sob* rawr *scream of agony*
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is your comfort character also a sad pretty boy with trauma and questionable morals or are you normal
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i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand
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❤️🧡🤍🩷 HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY WEEK ❤️🧡🤍🩷
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Happy lesbian visability week to Palestinian lesbians most of all!
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it’s lesbian visibility week! drop your fav lesbian content so i can consume it (films, series, novels, music artists, etc. etc.) PLS. twitter left me hanging.
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FAV ART FROM MY FAV FIC 💙✨ thank you as always gav! i love it!
For @jittyjames
"I promise," Jesus answered without hesitation, and he had never meant the words more.
"Good. And this is the part where you kiss me, Jesus," Judas spoke gently, his lips rising.
He was sure Judas could taste the repressed sob on his tongue as he leaned forward, catching his lips between his own, tasting his own tears as Judas' hand rose to his hair. The kiss was exactly how their love had always been, passionate and careful, vibrant and true.
John 11:35
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last vocal lesson of the semester and with ryan :(((
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me. me when a poem says something ive felt before
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sorry mom, i got a small unpopular blog to run
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OKOK i think i have finally picked my top 5 from the new releases after playing on repeat for the last few days 🫡
who's afraid of little old me?
i can do it with a broken heart
loml
guilty as sin?
cassandra
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"i cry a lot, but i am so productive. it's an art." swiftie released this during finals month. she knew what she was doing.
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YES. AMAZING. MIXING THE THINGS I ADORE.
For @jittyjames
Drownin’ in the Blue Nile
He sent me “Downtown Lights”
I hadn’t heard it in a while
My boredom’s bone deep
This cage was once just fine
Am I allowed to cry?
I dream of crackin’ locks
Throwin’ my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks
Crashin’ into him tonight, he’s a paradox
I’m seeing visions
Am I bad or mad or wise?
What if he’s written “Mine” on my upper thigh only in my mind?
I'm slippin’, fallin’ back into the hedge maze
Oh, what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trysts
Without ever touchin’ his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
I keep these longings locked
In lowеrcase inside a vault
Someone told me, “There’s no such thing as bad thoughts
Only your actions talk”
These fatal fantasies
Giving way to labored breath takin’ all of me
We’ve already done it in my head, if it’s make-believe
Why does it feel like a vow we’ll both uphold somehow?
What if he’s written “Mine” on my upper thigh only in my mind?
I'm slippin’, fallin’ back into the hedge maze
Oh, what a way to die
My bed sheets are ablaze
I’ve screamed his name
Buildin’ up like waves crashin’ over my grave
Without ever touchin’ his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
What if I roll the stone away?
They’re gonna crucify me anyway
What if the way you hold me is actually what’s holy?
If long-suffering propriety is what they want from me
They don’t know how you’ve haunted me so stunningly
I choose you and me religiously
What if he’s written “Mine” on my upper thigh only in my mind?
I’m slippin’, fallin’ back into the hedge maze
Oh, what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trips
Without ever touchin’ his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
He sent me “Downtown Lights”
I hadn’t heard it in a while
Am I allowed to cry?
Taylor Swift - Guilty as Sin
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working a nine hour shift (with no breaks. and one of those hours i was working by myself) with the only other person working being the one who called me a slur when i was supposed to be at jcs 50 is the most homophobic thing to ever happen to me
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