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loserpoetrv · 29 days

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timers and curfews.

i find myself,

starting to hate timers.

why?

i'll never know.

well

actually

i

do.

as you wrap your

arms around my waist,

i feel my body shiver;

twitch.

i feel the concept

of

time start to become

the least of my worries...

images of what we could do

while frank ocean plays,

flash in my

perverted mind.

my breathing quickens.

your hands trail further.

my body leans in closer.

i respond with a soft sigh.

and there it is.

that god awful.

timer.

to ruin our moment.

we awkwardly say goodbye.

i roll over as you drive away.

and i lay,

and think,

"maybe another time."

maybe i'm just bad at acting on affection.

the song i listened to today:

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raven-starlight · 1 month

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Oh, darling—

You have been hurting

For a very long time.

I am sorry that you have spent your life

Saying “I’m sorry” for others

I’m sorry you’ve spent your life

Feeling like you need to be more palatable

To be perfect for others

Because you can’t be perfect for yourself.

Because you don’t want to be a waste of space

Because to be unproductive is to be useless

Oh, darling—

You have been hurting

For a very long time

Haven’t you?

You want to hold the world because it is beautiful

But you are too loud, too demanding, too much.

they try to drown you because you are beautiful

For living unapologetically.

Oh, darling—

You do not need to be less loud

Less hopeful

Less perfect.

You have been grieving the loss

of the beautiful world

Because they have tried to drown you.

Oh, darling—

You are not too much

But just enough.

Because you’re beautiful for living as you are

And perfect for loving the world as you do.

You have been hurting

for a very long time

You have so much love to give—

So let others love you too.

You have always

Been good enough.

#prose #poetic prose #spilled ink #original writing #raven-writes #to those who are always too much #and those who are never enough #you are loved #and you are beautiful #and you are perfect #and you don’t need to be perfect for the world #and you are everything you need to be #and you don’t need to be anything else but yourself #and I love you.

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gendergremlin666 · 1 year

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"I think, in the end, the only thing that mattered was finding you."

-some wisdom from my characters

#happy 2023 #lets make this year a little better #find your people #give yourself a break #life is hard #and you are beautiful

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oncorhynchus-nerka · 2 months

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VERY IMPORTANT a dam in the Netherlands, the weerdsluis lock, is directly on a migratory path for spawning fish. They have a worker stationed there to open the door for the fish, but they can take a while to open it. So to keep the fish from getting preyed on by birds they installed a doorbell. Only, the fish don't have hands to ring the doorbell. If you go to their website, they have a LIVE CAMERA AND A DOORBELL that YOU RING FOR THE FISH when they're waiting, and then the dam worker opens the door for them! I can't express how obsessed I am with this. look at this shit. oh my god.

Please check on the fish doorbell once in a while :)

#self #last night i kept stimming thinking about this LOVE IS AO REAL. AUGH #i dont like damming but this is a step in the right direction AND it gets the public involved #i love that! more public interactions like this in ecology please! thats how you bring change! thats how you make ppl see the beauty in life #marine biology #ecology

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theboxfort · 3 months

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Peace and love

#pink posts #i saw a tweet that was like “i see other people's art” --> i get discouraged #i understand that seeing art that is prettier than yours can be discouraging but why not twist that a bit?#why does it look prettier to you? is it the colors #is it the textures they used? the brushes?#study them and try to put your spin on it #and maybe you'll find your art beautiful as well

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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months

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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

#i often wonder about how many things would be considered classic or high art had they only received the marketing #how many short films that were made for class could have been the most powerful thing you'd ever seen? if you'd seen them?#“you know the greatest films of all time were never made” etc etc #but like. these works of art ARE being made. it's just enjoyed by a smaller audience with equal impact though #i think about this one furry i used to follow on insta who had the coolest worldbuilding ever. it's been years.#thought prompted by that sketch of nimona from ten years ago that was just for a character design #posted to the creator's tumblr and now it's nominated for best animated feature film at the oscars #and by the genuine emotional reaction a fan comic made me feel. how much work had gone into it. how beautiful it was to me.#idk what to tag this but i hope whoever needs to hear it does #writing #writer #fandom #fandom culture #artist

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month

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The math just adds up!

#dungeon meshi #falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #I always loved how chapter 27 ends with them both so bloody and 28 starts with them in the bath.#not just because of how iconic the bathtub moment is but because you know they had to scrap off so much gore first.#I think everyone in the party took a very long and methodical bath but Falin was basically *all* blood*.#Being covered in blood is one of those 'just girly things' that women deserve to stop being shamed about.#I just don't think Chilchuck is progressive enough. He probably made them take a bath first B*/#Okay jestering aside I want to just highlight -#The magnitude of Marcille's joy at seeing her dearest friend again! Of holding her and sharing her presence in the same room!#Something about this reunion feels like a beautiful dream you are afraid of waking up from...

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goldensunset · 8 months

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advice i think we should tell children is that when adults say stuff like ‘now that i’m an adult i get really excited about stuff like coffee tables and bathrooms and rugs etc’ they don’t mean ‘and now i don’t care about blorbo and squimbus from my childhood tv shows anymore’ bc your average adult still loves all the same pop culture stuff they always did; they just have a greater appreciation for the mundane as well. growing up just means you can enjoy life twice as much now. you can get really excited about a new stuffed animal AND about a new kitchen sponge. peace and love

#peach rambles #you don’t have to get rid of blorbo and squimbus!! they would look great on top of your beautiful new nightstand you’ve been excited about #hall of fame i guess #i get. the sneaking suspicion this post has inspired at least two other posts #to the effect of ‘uhmmm i was ALWAYS excited about these things??’#yes i did have to do my own chores as a kid prommy. i just didn’t have feelings about stuff yet ok

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nikoisme · 7 months

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fucking hate how cats think they can mrrp their way out of anything because yeah, they fucking can.

#how am i supposed to make rational decisions when they go mrrp #not arguing with a lil guy that goes mrrp. whatever you say goes beautiful #cats #niko rambles

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noknowshame · 1 year

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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

#instant conversation enders for my multiple youth pastor cousins #don’t say it (I’m gonna say it)#The Child is The Price #but i mean come on #as someone who isn't actually even christian the real-life historical version of this is still cursed as fuck #i mean we know that jesus was a person who existed. whatever circumstances he was born in #its terrifyingly ominous to imagine being so unaware of the affect your child will have on the future of humanity #time itself will one day be counted around your birth of him #and all because he will suffer an excruciatingly painful death that you will not be able to prevent #not only that. but regardless of his or your intentions #regardless of whether there is a god #for millenea unfathomable millions will have blood spilled and will spill blood in his name #atrocities will be committed that you cannot even conceive of #and all on his and your behalf #you love your child. its beautiful. but there's horror in what you've done. because everyone else will love him too #and what's more dangerous than that?

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loserpoetrv · 5 months

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welcome to loserpoetrv's blog.

hi my name is alo and welcome to my blog, aka the place where i'll imagine it's my diary and you guys can enjoy it in a poetic sense i suppose. i'll be here to just write poetry, and share my art with the people who share a love for this art. i've wanted to create this blog for a while now, ever since i took poetry in highschool in fact. needless to say, i hope you enjoy my art, feel free to stick around.

about me.

i'm an 18 yo native american and puerto rican loser pretty much, i'm two-spirited and unlabeled when it comes to my sexuality since i'm still figuring it out.

i use they/he pronouns.

90% of my inspiration is from the books i used to read as a kid from my mothers bookshelves, i found the creation of poetry to be a good way to express who i was inside. even on that dingy reservation.

i listen to music all the time, most of the time when i'm writing poetry i most likely have my headphones in.

my writing.

it's something that comes and goes. i'll have a messy schedule since.. i dunno.. it only dawns on me when i'm in a bad headspace.

it can be messy, it can be short, it can be long, it can be clean. it fluctuates.

sometimes i will be uploading light nsfw poems, or pure nsfw poems, and sfw poems. so you have been warned.

i write a whole variety of poems, mostly from my experiences as a bystander. i write romance poems, hate poems, sex poems, abuse, sisterhood, siblinghood, motherhood, etc etc.

current wips.

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thank you for taking your time to read this, i hope you stick around.