I 💗 The Human Experience. There Is Blood In My Mouth !

me, a gender fluid, also having to traveling to a secret third place

i feel bad for bigender people, the commute between Jupiter and college has got to be rough

The bull pants in the thick heat of its own blood. It strains against its own largeness. This is no field, there is no grass, no open sky, no cows, no shady tree. In due process the cranium is split from the corpus, and the bull returns to its sky and field.

The headless bull is a monument, an excess. A massive trash-heap of shit. The pile is rummaged through and slowly digested by the infinite number of earthly coprophiles. Hot globs of muscle and skin, gushing blood and seeping tears, all melted by bile into running shit. This hot alchemical slag of the coprophagic digestive tract flows across the lands, distributed across every meridian, from dust to dust. The body is not returned to earth whole but dissolves into the same feces that all become.

But the castrated head seeks another body. It resolves never again to touch the unclean earth. The sacrificial bull head, with horns erect like excited angel wings, its eyes rolled up in pleasure and locked like a hunter to the twinkling stars, its tongue drooping out for a taste of divine wind, is set to final orgasmic blaze over licking flames. Fur, skin, muscle, snot, spit, eyeballs, brains, all rendered dark and sacred cloud: A final little death for the remaining mundanity. A vein to Heaven has opened, and the ashes flow upward into the vaulted cranium of the sky along the pulsing hot wind. In a thousand years another celestial eye will join the countless others of the night.

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"when you have a slip, it’s just that. A slip. It doesn’t define you. It doesn’t make you a failure. The most important thing is that you don’t let that slip become a slide."

- I'm Glad My Mom Died (Jennette McCurdy)

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TW// mentions of ed and ignoring boundaries specifically about food

i talked on one of my post, when i was in mexico, about how difficult it was to have my boundaries ignored. specifically about food (my family constantly asking if i'm hungry/being told i AM hungry even though i explicitly said no) and i just wanted to let you guys know know, whether you have an ed or not, that you are not mean or crazy or weird for having certain boundaries and maintaining them.

if you've ever had one or currently battling one, i adore you. i look up to you. we are all working to have better days.

sorry if this was heavy but i need to talk a little bit about it. i love you guy, thank you in advance for letting me get that out. i did make ANOTHER blog called watertowertown where i can vent about my life and politics, basically think pieces. so if you're interested in that then you can checking out. if you want reposts and shit post and other random shit you can follow triangleoffairness

mwah kisses -3-

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"there's a difference over having power over someone and feeling empowered

and the former scares the shit out of me"

-Queer Recovery Club (Fail Better, Heal Faster)

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its now *checks time* 2:01am ive been listening to MWF audios for approximately 3 1/2 hours. i have one (1) opinion my brain had to mush together, which is, accent are really really hot. i would love to be with someone who has an accent. (this is tmi but especially if they say cᵘⁿᵗ... just. something about it UGH) anyways bye bye luvs u<3

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"tengo ganas de mirarte en este momento

recordarte que eres tú la que me roba el sueño

fuiste, eres y serás con la que quiero siempre amanecer con lo que quiero siempre despertar, tú eres lo que más quiero"

-Solo Con Verte (Banda MS)

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holy shit i cannot believe i've been gone for so long. never let me do that again, seriously. OTAY so while i was gone Saltburn came out so i didn't get to see it. but i've seen it. its not as bad as some of y'all said it would be and frankly i'm disappointed! i wanted hay sex! and i got vague gay feelings!

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"women do stupid things when they're in love. that's why i've been in business for twelve years"

- Judge Judy

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i have this guttural, almost euphoric, sense that i am the only other human being on this earth that really understands and is captivated by Judge Judy. like me and her? best of friends. lovers from another life. we know each other so deeply and intimately but we are sadly separated by time and space. one day Judy. one day.

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"i know i am no better than swine

i scream and squeal at the ground 'make me beautiful, in the image of the starry night sky!'

i carve, dirty hands in dirty soil, messages for the gods i may never lay eyes on 'make me perfect. make me feel love. make me.'

-the irony is pigs dont even know what stars look like! and im the pig!! get it? haha! get it????? im sad!!!

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i promise soon ill make happy poems, ive just been so moody lately! i went apple picking with a friend today, we also got pumpkins! sometimes i forget how nice it feels to dress up and play with friends :) sorry no haha funny post today, maybe tomorrow! OH also!! i was thinking about maybe on sunday nights posting "outfit inspo" collages!! so if that sounds cool maybe comment a little "yeah babe" or a "hey kiddo, its dad, i know we havent spoken much since, well really ever. but i wanted you know, im proud of you." to let me know youd like the collages :D!!!

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"and I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks and I

saw your mom she forgot that I existed

and it's

half my fault, but I just like to play the victim"

-noah kahan!!! my beloved!!!

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hello again!!! i definitely have kept on track and missed no days!!! mother nature making us hivemind? so many things added together (loss of scopaesthesia due to phone use, opting for different choices then either supporting or vetoing each other until reaching a consensus, pheromones, etc.) make hivemind in nature, so us too?

answer plz help

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"she laughs. she laughs hard. "'oh, my god, i know'" she says "'they're so big.'" we both laugh at our son's big balls."

-that fucking psycho colleen hoover

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tonights theme? lights & lamps. why? BECAUSE I SAID SO. i finally read a colleen hoover book for the first time, take a wild guess which one. ive been down this COD hyper fixation rabbit hole for the past month, lots and lots of fan fiction has been read, Ghost specifically. but i make exceptions for soap and konig (im equally in love with them all.) ive never played any of the games before but i sure do know all the lore so i think im better than any man, alive or dead.

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Going into this bio exam knowing brown eyes are dominant, blue eyes are submissive, and that punettes are square. Wish me luck!