DONT Use Glasses, Youll Become Dependent On Them To See!!!! #WARONDRUGS #OVERPRESCRIPTION #CORRECTIVELENSADDICTION

i was asked if i was a boy or a girl the other day !! The kids sister was mortified she was like "*name* you cant say that!" meanwhile me and my cousin who i was with were laughing our asses off

spider-punk speaks for my blog

i think credit goes to @moonsparklestuff

the pipeline from "undiagnosed but something is definitely wrong" to "diagnosed but my parents don't believe it" is very real, be warned

Maybe in another universe where i didn't grow up angry and you didn't grow up sad

im not even trying to be subtle with him anymore, he can just interpret my very obvious flirting as sarcastic

The Forest

This time of year, my room smells of the forest

The basil and mint that grows there

Crammed into the bark of the trees 

Further down there's dirt and other things.

The purple plants that the bees love

Whenever I slept I smelt the forest 

Even when I hardly slept 

Or maybe thats what sleep smells like

Basil and mint.

Maybe, too that's what it looks like -- 

Serene like the closely packed trees

Webbed with sweet smelling flowers 

Glittering with morning dew

It was nice, to go down there, 

Waiting for the sun to set

Cast its pale glow before bathing us 

In shining darkness

As we looked up

Our eyes went as far as they could 

Then the rest we imagined 

If we missed a day, there was always the next

And if we missed a year it didn't matter,

The forest stayed firmly put 

Waiting 

The basil and mint grew and died and grew again

The sun kept setting 

The bees kept coming back 

The purple plants kept flowering 

The street lamp flicks off at dawn

Turns on, that's twilight.

No one looks up.

Pushing ahead.

The smell of the past is everywhere

Basil and mint lingers on clothes

The smell of too long waiting 

Between them, the trees and the sky

Filled the view, but still, we imagined.

Whatever was left was ours for a while

But soon the moon will send the seas 

And where we live will flood

Coiling around the forest floor

Paying the sky the compliment of reflection 

I went back but didn't stay

Everything I remembered was gone

Dissapeared

Into a place that doesn't exist

The one we dreamed about 

Beyond the forest. 

I had to see if the sun still shone 

Rose tinted hues

If the leaves still glistened 

With the mirage of dew

The forest is achingly terrible

After years of waiting

It tells the truth

Green in spring

And white in winter.

Thanks for the tag!

Last song: If You Want To by beabadoobee

Favourite colour: green

Last book: The Secret History (currently re reading and annotating the song of Achilles)

Last tv show: i dont really watch shows but the last film i watched was Hamilton

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Sweet

Last thing i googled: stock image of a man holding a british and lgbt flags (i captioned it with "the marauders be like" and sent it to my friends)

Looking forward to: my friends coming over this weekend

currently obsessed with: Sharks

No pressure tags @woods3115 @inkprincesse @w1nterb3rrry

people i'd like to know better <3

tagged by @assignmentimprobable - thank you friend!

edit: also tagged by @redbelles thank you meg!!!

Last Song: marigolds by gwen stefani

Favorite Color: blue!

Last Book: the grandest stage by tyler kepner

Last TV Show: JAG (judge advocate general)

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: sweet

Last thing I googled: "NMOC aerosol"

Looking Forward To: may 1, when i will have some fucking clarity on [redacted].

Current Obsessions: jag all day all the time. i'm sure you all have seen the semi-regular tumblr breakdowns

Tagging: Going to tag the last few mutuals in my notifs! @ruztyryan @weisse-rose @sluttyhenley @captastra @pixlerelish @waxworkdaughter @vcollies @captainstressed and anyone else, just say I tagged you!

If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

your blog would taste like marshmallows ngl

This is a great compliment thank you anon

See this is how we do compliments and insults. A few days ago i told my friend someone had the general feel of a rhombus and she agreed saying the same person had a vernacular the size of a tablespoon so.

Idk i just love really weird comments