How long do you think it took for Sandra Lynn to tell Jawbone that Bobby Dawn was the one who ruined her life. How many times did he complain until she broke down crying because she thought she had escaped him. But she hasn't. He had wormed his way back into her life once more, and was trying to do to her daughters what he did to her.

thinking about the fluids of the hebrew bible. about how these are not meant for drinking. pus, semen, blood. if there is water here, it has metal melted into it. if there is milk, it belongs to another’s mother. tinny on the tongue, these aren’t meant for you. and yet there is a swallowing. god’s amniotic fluids down prophetic throats. aaron drinking gold. samuel and his horn of oil. sometimes, the biblical text nourishes its bodies in ways that fit ill—that makes them ill, even. it is nourishing all the same. god won’t let you die of thirst but he doesn’t have to be sweet, either

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Thought can in an instant transport us into the most distant regions of the universe; or even beyond the universe, into the unbounded chaos, where nature is supposed to lie in total confusion.

David Hume, An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding

It’s not possible, and nor should it be possible, to control what anyone thinks about you. Especially if it’s not based in any reality.

Tom Hiddleston

In the stars, I can see your eyes

Only place left for you and I.

reasons.

I want you to know the reasons why I left, but I am too scared of how you will judge me based on my past. I fear that you might turn out to be like those people around me who, despite my hopes, never trusted me. They saw me as the same person from my past, even though I have changed and learned from my mistakes.

I long to see your face every morning when I wake up—the laughter that feels like music to my ears and the lips I want to cherish every day. Unfortunately, I am too weak to confront my fears. The thoughts in my head still haunt me. Instead of choosing you, I chose to run away—not because I don’t want you in my life, but because I want to protect you from myself. I feel like a monster, an outcast in society, forever branded by my past. I strive to transform into a sheep, hiding from my own cage. My life is as exhausting as you might imagine, and I shield you from the truth because I fear witnessing your own fear once you learn the reasons I keep buried in the past.

You deserve someone who can love you more, someone who chooses you and never leaves you behind. In my eyes, you are an angel, while I am merely a devil yearning to become your lover.

written by: iamanother.

Photo by: Noah Silliman

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Eventually, it all became perfectly unclear to me…. -- Michael Lipsey

After Regulus dies, James always wears a sliver ring with a star on it on his middle finger. People are always asking him why he wears all gold jewellery except for that one ring. He just shrugs

adam wakes up, probes his side. rib gone, wound sticky. god's fingers have touched a place that will never be touched again. how does adam not curl up, swell and fall, beg god to touch him again. to touch him everywhere else. not just ribs but cheek, inner thigh, lap. the worst part of the side-wound is not that god penetrated you but that he won't do it again

Critical Thinking Cheatsheet

I’m giving one of my dolls top surgery and my mum comes in asking what the hell I’m doing to my barbie and I said I’m making him a ken and she says why I don’t just buy a ken doll? I said it more fun to make one and that got me thinking, is this why whatever god up there made me trans. Is the process of creation more fun and rewarding then just getting it?

I'm learning to rewrite love

without mentioning your name

so far,

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