Crescent-sunrise - Autumn

sometimes a relationship with your father is like “my father is a malignant presence, a bully, and a liar” and “I’m better than you” and “let me out. I don’t want to be you” and “I just do what my dad tells me” and “I can see through you” and “why did you never ask me?” and “he sees everything” and “you have a hard time finding a happy medium between worshipping him and wanting to kill him” and “he loves me. he does. it’s just a wrong kind of love expression” and “fuck dad, he can kick me as many times as he wants” and “pass me the fucking shotgun” and “dad, please. /what have you got in your fucking hand?/ i don’t know, love?/ love? you come for me with love?” and “there’s nothing you could say to me now that I would ever believe” and “are you a cunt?” and “he never even liked me” and “I can’t forgive you … but it’s okay. I love you” and “it’s what dad would do” and “you hated him./ I loved him” and “maybe the poison drips through” and “he was so terrifying to us” and “when he let you in, when the sun shone … it was warm in the light” and most importantly, “he made me breathe funny”

Nuwanda wakes up every day and proudly declares "fuck gender, fuck authority, and above all, fuck me."

every.single.family.dinner :)

at family dinners

me: talk less, smile more

me: don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for

me: *puts effort into my appearance before i go out anywhere* *checks myself out in any reflective surface i encounter* *observes myself in the mirror from the perspective of a stranger*

the unavoidable presence of margaret atwood that resides permanently in my consciousness:

In the tags, share your preferences.

Summer or winter?

Mountains or seashore?

Lake or ocean?

Hotel or camping?

Pizza or pasta?

Cake or pie?

Print or cursive?

Dogs or cats?

Odd numbers or even numbers?

Soup or salad?

would you prefer to learn French or Italian before you die?

the threatening aura of this message reads like it was sent by the duolingo owl

can we PLEASE make friendship love stories a thing????

I’m talking centre of the plot, big gesture, chasing-after-them-in-the-rain-to-make-a-dramatic-love-confession, “you are my person”, platonic soulmates love stories.

I want love stories written like love stories, about platonic relationships.

my dreams show me what i really want. it's you.

why it's still you after all this time?

My last and only Request shall be, That my self may only bear the Burthen of your Grace’s Displeasure, and that it may not touch the Innocent Souls of those poor Gentlemen, who are likewise in strait Imprisonment for my sake. If ever I have found favour in your Sight; if ever the Name of Anne Boleyn hath been pleasing to your Ears, then let me obtain this Request.

i’m going to sleep & not waking up until i'm in my mid twenties and in the arms of my lover who reads poetry to me everyday while we watch the sunset and i'm completely at ease and safe and warm