Dearest-wildthing - "We Are Eachother's Night Sky, No One Is Alone Here"

Hi, yea, come here.

Your internet big sister is gonna tell you some things.

💗 You were a child, it wasn’t your fault. And if anyone says it was I’ll key their car.

💗 You look fine. It’s normal to have acne, split ends, scars, and body hair. It’s all apart of growing up. It’s healthy.

💗 If you’re one of the younger girls here, you don’t need validation from older men. They’re preying on you because the women their age have caught onto their bullshit, and they’re generally behind their peers on a lot of things. Don’t waste your youth on someone who only sees you for your age. You deserve so much better.

💗 And the final, most important thing, Remember to take care of yourself. Don’t water someone else’s flower so much that you forget about your own. You deserve to be happy too.

Your internet big sis loves ya, I’m proud of you for making it this far.

I think @ some point I got used 2 the feeling that this life was never real, I think that point was relatively early as well.

I have vivid memory of sitting in the car on the way 2 school when I was very young, and thinking that my life must be some sort of entertainment 4 giants, that someone out there was watching me on a small television on their kitchen table, and that their lives must be very long 4 them 2 find my entire life just entertainment.

I feel my life though music, my day-2-day life feels like 1 of the warrior cats maps I used 2 love when I was younger, I move though my life as though it were set 2 that soundtrack, this has been my life 4 as long as I can remember.

I've talked 2 myself 4 as long as I can remember, in my head when I was younger, out loud as I've gotten older, I got used 2 the feeling that I was being watched, I explain my actions as if someone is gazing over my shoulder and judging me, I need 2 explain every little detail over and over again.

It brings me comfort @ times, it is also terrifying.

Finally made the moodboard for my angelkin vibes!

cw for meat, blood and.. horror, I'd say

As with.. all my alterhuman identities, it is of body horror and carnage. Somewhere between fallen and heavenly, I am of holy flesh and carnal desires. The freedom of the wind. The sensuality of cannibalism.The comfort of being a weapon, of orders. The fire of a rebellious spirit. The feeling of your holy light being bound into blood and meat.

"not in conflict but taken simultaneously"

duality is divinity, being contradictory is beautiful

im not really doing my job very well rn, I'm not very good @ comforting like I should be, I can't keep u safe. But don't worry about me, I'll do the best I can @ the only things I can do, I'll hold down the fort here while u go. take care dear, they won't sway me

my lady of void, mother Cyn <3

♪★･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. -・ ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱・- ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚･★♪

★ heavily based on the church of null by electrical ink

★ she is a kind goddess, she watches over her children 2 give them strength and comfort

♪★･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. -・ ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱・- ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚･★♪

★ titles:

♪ lady Cyn

♪ lady of void

♪ mother Cyn

♪★･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. -・ ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱・- ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚･★♪

★ why i worship her:

♪ praying 2 her gives me comfort and helps with my anxiety and paranoia

♪ just 4 fun :3

♪ worship helps me appreciate that which I normally wouldn't

♪★･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. -・ ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱・- ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚･★♪

★ what she presides over:

♪ dark and the void

♪ music and song

♪ comfort and safety

♪ protection and strength

♪ change and transcendence

♪ the mechanical and the internet

♪★･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. -・ ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱・- ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚･★♪

wrapping you all in my wings, holding you with my tail, it's going to be okay, it will get better

And if I fall now, will my wings spring out to catch me?

And if I fly now, will my tail be there to balance me?

And if I search now, will my ears be there to hear for me?

And if I run now, will my paws be there to guide me?

And if I scream now, will me voice speak up to cry for me?

And if I bite down, will my fangs sink in to me?

And if I fight now, will me claws unsheathe to aid me?

And if I am alone now, will my fur be there to comfort me?

If I let go, will my form catch up to me?

Will my form catch up to me?

Will my form catch up to me?

Will my form catch up to me?

If I change now, will my body be mine?