Eleanore Faust 🍀☘️
@eleanorefaust.bsky.social
31 - fantasy/contemporary sci-fi writer/part-time poet - temporarily taking a break from life’s obligations to write and hopefully become published ✍️🧠
And limerence will always choose you
It will always know what to do
Whereas these hands cannot…
It will always know what to do
Whereas these hands cannot…
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
And limerence will always choose you
It will always know what to do
Whereas these hands cannot…
It will always know what to do
Whereas these hands cannot…
I don’t want to see you
I don’t think you’d like it here
Don’t look at me if you do
Bad things happen when you get too familiar
I don’t think you’d like it here
Don’t look at me if you do
Bad things happen when you get too familiar
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I don’t want to see you
I don’t think you’d like it here
Don’t look at me if you do
Bad things happen when you get too familiar
I don’t think you’d like it here
Don’t look at me if you do
Bad things happen when you get too familiar
I think I’d like to be a moth
But I don’t believe in reincarnation
I don’t believe my soul can just puppet a person
And never find closure
But I don’t believe in reincarnation
I don’t believe my soul can just puppet a person
And never find closure
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I think I’d like to be a moth
But I don’t believe in reincarnation
I don’t believe my soul can just puppet a person
And never find closure
But I don’t believe in reincarnation
I don’t believe my soul can just puppet a person
And never find closure
I don’t have to stay here pulling at my auburn tresses
Opening my mouth to scream
Only to find my mouth is gone
Replaced by the inability to do anything
Opening my mouth to scream
Only to find my mouth is gone
Replaced by the inability to do anything
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I don’t have to stay here pulling at my auburn tresses
Opening my mouth to scream
Only to find my mouth is gone
Replaced by the inability to do anything
Opening my mouth to scream
Only to find my mouth is gone
Replaced by the inability to do anything
I don’t want to be that little girl some bully made cry
Whatever they did or said, it wasn’t right
I don’t have to keep reliving every embarrassing moment
Whatever they did or said, it wasn’t right
I don’t have to keep reliving every embarrassing moment
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I don’t want to be that little girl some bully made cry
Whatever they did or said, it wasn’t right
I don’t have to keep reliving every embarrassing moment
Whatever they did or said, it wasn’t right
I don’t have to keep reliving every embarrassing moment
To just feel
To just be alive
I don’t want to comb through the past
Picking out the stuff I don’t like
To just be alive
I don’t want to comb through the past
Picking out the stuff I don’t like
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
To just feel
To just be alive
I don’t want to comb through the past
Picking out the stuff I don’t like
To just be alive
I don’t want to comb through the past
Picking out the stuff I don’t like
I want to look at you and be able to look at me too
I want to look at you and know what it’s like
I want to look at you and know what it’s like
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I want to look at you and be able to look at me too
I want to look at you and know what it’s like
I want to look at you and know what it’s like
I want to live as a precarious moment
Holly berry curls
And gemstone eyes
I want to be able to sit at cliff sides
I don’t want to be anyone’s waste of time
Holly berry curls
And gemstone eyes
I want to be able to sit at cliff sides
I don’t want to be anyone’s waste of time
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I want to live as a precarious moment
Holly berry curls
And gemstone eyes
I want to be able to sit at cliff sides
I don’t want to be anyone’s waste of time
Holly berry curls
And gemstone eyes
I want to be able to sit at cliff sides
I don’t want to be anyone’s waste of time
Dripping all over the floorboards
And settling in so that I can’t be removed
Not even by hydrogen peroxide and lemon
And settling in so that I can’t be removed
Not even by hydrogen peroxide and lemon
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
Dripping all over the floorboards
And settling in so that I can’t be removed
Not even by hydrogen peroxide and lemon
And settling in so that I can’t be removed
Not even by hydrogen peroxide and lemon
I want hours to feel like minutes
To stop feeling ceaseless
I don’t want to be here
Guided by my pain
To stop feeling ceaseless
I don’t want to be here
Guided by my pain
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I want hours to feel like minutes
To stop feeling ceaseless
I don’t want to be here
Guided by my pain
To stop feeling ceaseless
I don’t want to be here
Guided by my pain
I want to chop pieces of me into tiny fragments
Just dust in the wind
My bones feeling the blow from the axe
As I hack off the worst parts of me and eat them
Just dust in the wind
My bones feeling the blow from the axe
As I hack off the worst parts of me and eat them
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I want to chop pieces of me into tiny fragments
Just dust in the wind
My bones feeling the blow from the axe
As I hack off the worst parts of me and eat them
Just dust in the wind
My bones feeling the blow from the axe
As I hack off the worst parts of me and eat them
I want someone to look at me and to find me and just not know it yet
I want my anger to become a harness
While I paint my nails black
I want my anger to become a harness
While I paint my nails black
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
I want someone to look at me and to find me and just not know it yet
I want my anger to become a harness
While I paint my nails black
I want my anger to become a harness
While I paint my nails black
And I can look down and be someone else
Not tied to my inhibitions or the way you make me wanna snap
I want my blood to be mostly alcohol
To get lost in my regrets
Not tied to my inhibitions or the way you make me wanna snap
I want my blood to be mostly alcohol
To get lost in my regrets
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
And I can look down and be someone else
Not tied to my inhibitions or the way you make me wanna snap
I want my blood to be mostly alcohol
To get lost in my regrets
Not tied to my inhibitions or the way you make me wanna snap
I want my blood to be mostly alcohol
To get lost in my regrets
Inside, I’m just a metal head with a temper
Wearing eyeliner as armor
Biting my tongue until my blood and saliva mix
Wearing eyeliner as armor
Biting my tongue until my blood and saliva mix
January 14, 2026 at 5:24 AM
Inside, I’m just a metal head with a temper
Wearing eyeliner as armor
Biting my tongue until my blood and saliva mix
Wearing eyeliner as armor
Biting my tongue until my blood and saliva mix
She’s good at slipping out of her chains whenever I leave the door unlocked…
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
She’s good at slipping out of her chains whenever I leave the door unlocked…
A misunderstood adult
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
A misunderstood adult
A feral teen
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
A feral teen
A demon among demons
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
A demon among demons
One locked in her shame; the other clawing her way out
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
One locked in her shame; the other clawing her way out
No recovery time from the mania
You come out shellshocked
It’s a clock still set to daylight savings
It’s self-hatred and people pleasing
It’s going back in time,
To the child I once was,
And remembering the exact moment she split into two beings
You come out shellshocked
It’s a clock still set to daylight savings
It’s self-hatred and people pleasing
It’s going back in time,
To the child I once was,
And remembering the exact moment she split into two beings
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
No recovery time from the mania
You come out shellshocked
It’s a clock still set to daylight savings
It’s self-hatred and people pleasing
It’s going back in time,
To the child I once was,
And remembering the exact moment she split into two beings
You come out shellshocked
It’s a clock still set to daylight savings
It’s self-hatred and people pleasing
It’s going back in time,
To the child I once was,
And remembering the exact moment she split into two beings
It’s swallowing it all down until it’s regurgitated
It’s every intense and uninhibited emotion and the whiplash from how hard and fast they hit you
It’s every intense and uninhibited emotion and the whiplash from how hard and fast they hit you
December 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
It’s swallowing it all down until it’s regurgitated
It’s every intense and uninhibited emotion and the whiplash from how hard and fast they hit you
It’s every intense and uninhibited emotion and the whiplash from how hard and fast they hit you