Thinking about this time this dude in NYC was peddling his rap album to me and he was trying to gas me up, something to the effect of
"You know what I mean right, you (my dick) pretty big."
And i was like
"No."
Each of my hundred of failed attempts to write a story is actually a lesson in motivation, a lesson in mistakes. My art grows with me. And the reason i have so much growing to do is because of all the places I wanna go. I have a lifetime to figure this out.
Me trying to wrestle an intrusive thought out
Like a dog that has something in its mouth
Its not supposed to.
"Let go, let go, LET IT GO! OPEN!"
Please just write. Love yourself. Live life. Your self advice is that there is no self help advice and we can only exist.
Un
Like my hearts beating there
I put my hands to my ears
In silent noise
The rumble of muscle
My eyes dialate
My mouth is dry
Like im going to die
I wait in anticipation of silence
To wash over a million hearbeats
I close my eyes
But fades of blue so faint, so fucking faint as nothing
Is still something
Im my meditation of death
Death illudes me
And i will never see her coming.
Yas
my underrated autistic rep queen๐๐
Hetero, feather her thou
It's okay, I love you straight boy
You only love a woman that you love
That was always a woman
Cis woman love
It's okay its okay its okay
I love your distracted gaze
When you look away
I can admire your face
Its okay its okay its okay
Dnd roleplay
Erotic roleplay
Still fair game
With the bois I am though boy i am not
I love teasin the boys
Aint so stone cold frozen
When we play you
See me as I see me
So what if im a hoe then
Its okay its okay its okay
Dreamin about your hand
Caressin my face
Like you dont know I was a boy
Just know me as one of the bois
A gurl you wanna whisk away
Its okay its okay
Love you bae <3
Lonliness is a black hole
No please I beg you...
Come back...
I love you furry with a basic ass fursona because its what you love, fr.
Love Wind
I'm so afraid. I can hardly stand. My legs shiver, like im gonna pee blood. But nothing comes out, not even anything. The meds are surpressing what they are supposed to, i am not doing okay but im doing fine.
Im free.
Free to the world and to the winds of love, I fucking hate wearing underwear when i wear a dress. I fucking hate adult clothes, id rather have a blanket or a robe. I'd rather you just not look at me at all if you dont like me. I want you to worship me, and in turn ill give you everything i have left. Id kiss you but my mouth is so dry, spironolactone. Im spirling, i want to be null, i want you to act like you cant live without me and take me without me having to ask.
Id tell you I love you but im tone deaf, I cant hear my own thoughts over the depression and sadness. Just fuck it out of me. Make me regret taking you in my mouth. Make me atone for my sins and I'll call you daddy, because your my only daddy problem.
Readers, make sure you have all your favourite Ao3 fics downloaded.
Writers, make sure you have copies of all the fics you have posted on Ao3.
I donโt want to be alarming, but things could get really bad really fast. OTW shared this today on Twitter, and I'm a bit worried about it ๐
Ao3 is a non-profit organisation. If they have to start paying taxes, I have no idea what will happen.
Hi! My name is Dreamgazer (25/TransWoman) and this is my writing blog! (I might also post original art). I take requests for poems and short stories as well. Minors DNI!!
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