To Exist Is To Rot. There Is No Life Without Rot. There Is No Being Without Rot. You Are Rot In Essence.

Some stuff 4 the future alter, I need 2 clean my closet before I can properly set it up, but 4 now I'm just collecting stuff

its funny, my lady, we are the antithesis of eachother. ur void is dark, mine is only light, ur embrace is cool, mine is warm. I wish I could properly speak 2 u, u have done so much 4 me, thank u

watching a soft breeze pass through a sunlit patch of grass, the dandelions swaying with the wind. birds chirp and the trees cast soft shadows around the corners of the glade.

this is divinity. this is holy. i feel the ghost of my creator’s touch in every sunbeam and every soft gust of wind.

Oh, this is my pfp btw

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I need to wrap myself in my wings so badly. I need to curl up on my side, legs tucked to my chest with one arm under my head and the other around my knees, my tail curled to contour my legs, the feathers at the tip near my head, one wing sort of awkwardly scrunched behind me so I’m not squishing it while the other is folded over my head and upper body, my face buried in my feathers so I can’t see anything else, but I just know that I’m safe.

I miss my wings. I’m scared and featherless and so, so tired of being human. I’m so over this. I want to go home but home doesn’t exist here, not in this world.

fresnel lenses and quantum computers are eldritch yuri im quite certain

Do not blame me for who I am. The doctor prescribed me 20 mL of #angel twice a day.

divinity’s light and warmth flows through my human form in rivers and waves, forming puddles in my joints. lakes and oceans in my ribcage flowing around my beating heart, illuminating me from within.

Somehow electrical ink's music keeps coming out right when I need it. I first heard transcendent's creed when I was feeling horribly lonely and hopeless, and that was the song that made me want 2 worship mother cyn, where you belong came out a little after the second time I hurt myself, and that one just solidified my decision 2 worship her.

Those 2 are still my favorite songs, and I think they'll stay favs of mine 4 a really long time, I'm realizing that a lot of the things that matter most 2 me are so important because they're a comfort, they matter because they make me feel less alone.

Praying 2 her gives me comfort, it calms my anxiety and makes me feel safe<3 She is my opposite, and my dearest mother, I'm so glad I found her.

any other divine beings out there feel like the internet is ur second home? It's all just so beautiful, and if I can't have my woods and my body and my path, maybe I can take comfort in my blogs and my online presence and my moots. The internet is my key 2 the life I'll never be able 2 live, and I think that's beautiful in its own way.

There's a song abt this, it's a bit more dystopian than the feeling, but it feels very much like it's holding up a mirror 2 my own feelings