I still believe that love exists.
I just no longer believe it's my job to dig through confusion, inconsistency, or emotional unavailability to find it. No more guessing, no begging or shape shifting. It’s either there or it’s not.
I'm not mining for love. If it's buried that deep, it's not for me.
I just no longer believe it's my job to dig through confusion, inconsistency, or emotional unavailability to find it. No more guessing, no begging or shape shifting. It’s either there or it’s not.
I'm not mining for love. If it's buried that deep, it's not for me.
February 7, 2026 at 9:59 PM
I still believe that love exists.
I just no longer believe it's my job to dig through confusion, inconsistency, or emotional unavailability to find it. No more guessing, no begging or shape shifting. It’s either there or it’s not.
I'm not mining for love. If it's buried that deep, it's not for me.
I just no longer believe it's my job to dig through confusion, inconsistency, or emotional unavailability to find it. No more guessing, no begging or shape shifting. It’s either there or it’s not.
I'm not mining for love. If it's buried that deep, it's not for me.
Pack a box. Disassociate for 20 minutes. Pack another box. Disassociate.
It’s not productive, but it’s all I’ve got left.
It’s not productive, but it’s all I’ve got left.
February 7, 2026 at 8:23 PM
Pack a box. Disassociate for 20 minutes. Pack another box. Disassociate.
It’s not productive, but it’s all I’ve got left.
It’s not productive, but it’s all I’ve got left.
Rainy days always make me want to curl up with a bowl of ramen and watch anime.
February 4, 2026 at 7:25 PM
Rainy days always make me want to curl up with a bowl of ramen and watch anime.
Maybe what cold is, is the time
we measure the love we have always had, secretly,
for our own bones, the hard knife-edged love
for the warm river of the I, beyond all else; maybe
that is what it means the beauty
of the blue shark cruising toward the tumbling seals.
we measure the love we have always had, secretly,
for our own bones, the hard knife-edged love
for the warm river of the I, beyond all else; maybe
that is what it means the beauty
of the blue shark cruising toward the tumbling seals.
February 4, 2026 at 3:33 AM
Maybe what cold is, is the time
we measure the love we have always had, secretly,
for our own bones, the hard knife-edged love
for the warm river of the I, beyond all else; maybe
that is what it means the beauty
of the blue shark cruising toward the tumbling seals.
we measure the love we have always had, secretly,
for our own bones, the hard knife-edged love
for the warm river of the I, beyond all else; maybe
that is what it means the beauty
of the blue shark cruising toward the tumbling seals.
It is so beautiful outside today.
And somehow it’s letting my body feel all of the anger and grief that I’ve been squashing down for years, for everything he has ever done to me.
And somehow it’s letting my body feel all of the anger and grief that I’ve been squashing down for years, for everything he has ever done to me.
February 1, 2026 at 3:19 PM
It is so beautiful outside today.
And somehow it’s letting my body feel all of the anger and grief that I’ve been squashing down for years, for everything he has ever done to me.
And somehow it’s letting my body feel all of the anger and grief that I’ve been squashing down for years, for everything he has ever done to me.
Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
January 31, 2026 at 10:37 PM
Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
6 hours ago, if you’d asked. I’d have told you that I’ve become completely disillusioned to fairy tales.
But the fact that this season of Bridgerton is a Cinderella retelling has me smitten. So maybe I’m not as bitter as I thought.
But the fact that this season of Bridgerton is a Cinderella retelling has me smitten. So maybe I’m not as bitter as I thought.
January 31, 2026 at 8:28 PM
6 hours ago, if you’d asked. I’d have told you that I’ve become completely disillusioned to fairy tales.
But the fact that this season of Bridgerton is a Cinderella retelling has me smitten. So maybe I’m not as bitter as I thought.
But the fact that this season of Bridgerton is a Cinderella retelling has me smitten. So maybe I’m not as bitter as I thought.
I don’t think that I’ll ever not be excited by snow.
January 31, 2026 at 12:53 PM
I don’t think that I’ll ever not be excited by snow.
Afternoon Me: maybe if I skip a nap today I’ll sleep better tonight.
Midnight Me: Nope
Midnight Me: Nope
January 30, 2026 at 5:08 AM
Afternoon Me: maybe if I skip a nap today I’ll sleep better tonight.
Midnight Me: Nope
Midnight Me: Nope
It finally seems to matter because it finally happened to a straight, white, gun carrying, male.
It should have mattered all along.
It should have mattered all along.
January 28, 2026 at 1:57 PM
It finally seems to matter because it finally happened to a straight, white, gun carrying, male.
It should have mattered all along.
It should have mattered all along.
I wrote a poem today.
January 27, 2026 at 1:21 AM
I wrote a poem today.
Physical access without emotional accountability is not on the table. Ever.
January 26, 2026 at 3:21 AM
Physical access without emotional accountability is not on the table. Ever.
Higher standards loading… divorce was a long-overdue software update.
January 24, 2026 at 3:50 PM
Higher standards loading… divorce was a long-overdue software update.
Looking forward to a new chapter where I’m no longer multiple panic attacks a day.
28 days
28 days
January 23, 2026 at 2:39 PM
Looking forward to a new chapter where I’m no longer multiple panic attacks a day.
28 days
28 days
If you have crawled out of the mud
hand over hand,
fingers scraping at dry rock,
if you make it to a hilltop
(any top, or middle, or somewhere you can rest)
and it is not the view you wanted to see,
Look, first, you are not in the mud
any more--
hand over hand,
fingers scraping at dry rock,
if you make it to a hilltop
(any top, or middle, or somewhere you can rest)
and it is not the view you wanted to see,
Look, first, you are not in the mud
any more--
January 22, 2026 at 4:22 PM
If you have crawled out of the mud
hand over hand,
fingers scraping at dry rock,
if you make it to a hilltop
(any top, or middle, or somewhere you can rest)
and it is not the view you wanted to see,
Look, first, you are not in the mud
any more--
hand over hand,
fingers scraping at dry rock,
if you make it to a hilltop
(any top, or middle, or somewhere you can rest)
and it is not the view you wanted to see,
Look, first, you are not in the mud
any more--
I’ve stopped auditioning for roles I don’t even want anymore and it’s funny how peaceful that feels.
Choosing joy over approval.
Choosing joy over approval.
January 21, 2026 at 5:13 PM
I’ve stopped auditioning for roles I don’t even want anymore and it’s funny how peaceful that feels.
Choosing joy over approval.
Choosing joy over approval.
Reposted by Peanut Butter Werewolf
It cannot be made clearer.
If you continue to support the Harry Potter franchise in any way, you are directly funding the removal of trans people's human rights in the UK.
If you continue to support the Harry Potter franchise in any way, you are directly funding the removal of trans people's human rights in the UK.
October 9, 2025 at 10:14 AM
It cannot be made clearer.
If you continue to support the Harry Potter franchise in any way, you are directly funding the removal of trans people's human rights in the UK.
If you continue to support the Harry Potter franchise in any way, you are directly funding the removal of trans people's human rights in the UK.
New life goal — actually going to see the aurora borealis instead of being told that it might be visible from my state tonight and then being disappointed every single time.
January 20, 2026 at 8:05 PM
New life goal — actually going to see the aurora borealis instead of being told that it might be visible from my state tonight and then being disappointed every single time.
Let me be clear — I’m not losing anything. I’m finding myself 💛
31 days
31 days
January 20, 2026 at 4:17 PM
Let me be clear — I’m not losing anything. I’m finding myself 💛
31 days
31 days
Never again will I be stuck taking care of a grown ass man.
January 20, 2026 at 3:08 AM
Never again will I be stuck taking care of a grown ass man.
She dreams a champagne dream
Strawberry surprise, pink linen on white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
Strawberry surprise, pink linen on white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
January 18, 2026 at 2:50 AM
She dreams a champagne dream
Strawberry surprise, pink linen on white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
Strawberry surprise, pink linen on white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
Reposted by Peanut Butter Werewolf
Not inspired to do good or evil, but a secret third thing (peanut butter cleanse).
January 14, 2026 at 9:04 PM
Not inspired to do good or evil, but a secret third thing (peanut butter cleanse).