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Shamu
@shamu.bsky.social
Here for my various obsessions, original art & to burble about my life into the void. | I’m over 30, use any pronouns. | ☀️ | 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿
& talk about good books, games and films with you forever and ever and ever 💜💜💜💜)
May 23, 2025 at 10:57 PM
Waaa I love love love youuuuu 😭💜 Today was just perfect in that small kind of perfection that’s made up all our recent days 🫶 I’m so so lucky and so so happy to be your fiancée and I can’t wait for the next however many decades that are promised to us to unfold 😭 (also can’t wait to cook good food
May 23, 2025 at 10:57 PM
So much green greening, all those unnamable shades that deepen through the thicket and the season. The blue of a bird’s body in shadow. The still widening days lightening my nights, those skies marbled in shades of ocean.

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚
April 30, 2025 at 1:43 PM
LMAOOOOOOOO TBF I deserved it, Fartpits was truly too far for this fragile era
April 30, 2025 at 1:14 PM
well worded statement on the issue was nice to experience. There’s a lot of good cunts out there. I’ve been hard on Edinburgh before for not being as visibly queer as say Glasgow or Dundee, but recent experience have made me really so happy to be /me/ in this city. 💜💜💜
April 20, 2025 at 10:59 PM
fullest extent of it, reduce me to the margins. That may happen. I’ll fight it as much as I can, but no matter what, I’m still going to live with as much life as I have. Thank you to everyone who has helped to make that possible.
April 18, 2025 at 1:39 PM
too. Things change. They get better and worse and all indications say we’re in for another period of decline. I can’t control all of that. But I don’t want my heart to get dimmer, my soul to be reduced to nothing but anxiety for the future. They want to take away my life, or at least constrain the
April 18, 2025 at 1:39 PM
I’m fucking here. Try and shove me in some shitty little box defined by your own rigid ideas of life, but you cannot take away who I really am or how other people see me. Laugh and sneer and jeer away. I’m alive. This body is mine. These places are mine, this country and my connection to it is mine,
April 18, 2025 at 1:39 PM
But I lived a huge portion of my life being governed by fear, a more immediate and direct kind of fear, I learned to scoop out happiness then and now. This country is mine too. These places and these people are intertwined with me, no matter how much someone might try to tear me out of the canvas
April 18, 2025 at 1:39 PM