Can you **** me out
Of remembering that Trump
Is the President
2h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 4:05 PM UTC
You do not know
That I have a secret Pinterest board
That I’ve had this board for years
You see, I never had a wedding
Just a marriage
Never got the fancy dress and celebration
My marriage was never something anyone wanted
To be celebrated
So I dreamed and schemed like a woman does
Adding colors and swatches
And ideas and hacks
And pretty white dresses with pretty lace sleeves
You do not know
That I have this ongoing daydream
Where everything is perfect
And we live in a beautiful house with a beautiful kitchen
Cats pretend to stay off countertops
Laughter and play and fun and love live there, too
A world where I get to wake up and kiss you,
And walk into the room down the hall and kiss my son
So I dream and the theme is the same, like it always is
Adding fairytales and promises
And trust and faith
And give chase to a happily ever after that may just be in reach.
Dec 16, 2025
Dec 16, 2025 at 8:37 AM UTC
I find it odd, when I wake
And my hand is stretched
Searching
And I realize you are not there
I had grown very accustomed to sleeping alone
The smell of coffee, the scratch of your beard against my cheek, the way your cheeks flush
I am always trying to pay attention
I never want to lose a minute of this
And the days in between stretch like years, yearning and searching for you on the other side of the bed, cold
Waiting for the home where I am always warm and tucked into your side
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 7:28 AM UTC
It is quiet
Expect for your snore, medium timbre, and the tiny bit of muttering you let out when I shift
And I’ve been staring at you for some time
The candle is still burning
And I think of how good you look in candlelight
And how I’d want to marry you after walking down an aisle lit with the kind of big white candles
Your mom has on the stand in her living room right now
At just dark
In the quiet
And then I remember that those are dreams, dreaming awake, I need to lay back down and go to sleep
And I snuggle in against your warmth, and I think about watching movies with you on a Sunday, probably some kids thing
or something I didn’t volunteer for
While my son bounces
And I think about what family actually means to me
And I have to shake myself back to sleep
And a kitten jingles next to my ear
And your snore quiets as you shift closer to me
And I dream and dream like a happy little girl
Planning a fairytale
Marrying a Prince
Living happily ever after.
Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 7:47 PM UTC
I hate the anxiety.
I hate the worry that no matter what, I’ll never be understood for who I am.
I hate the comparison.
I hate when people tell me to look at where I’ve been, and how much better off I am now.
I hate the feelings.
How can I tell you that it’s like I was being hanged and I was on fire, and maybe the fire is out but I’m still choking?
I hate the feelings.
“But you’re not on fire anymore,” you say, ignoring me clutching at my neck and my flailing legs, “so it’s a better situation than before, right?”
Sep 29, 2025
Sep 29, 2025 at 6:06 PM UTC
I find myself biting down on the words so hard every time we say goodbye
I try not to let them escape,
I fear letting them escape…
why do I fear letting them escape?
Is it the worry that the mirror is cracked? That I won’t hear what I want to hear back?
And yet the space that fills the emptiness, where I open and close my mouth like a fish,
Feels like enough to fill canyons,
Craters…
I could fill the **** ocean with the words that express how my heart beats just for you
I just want to stop being so scared
That you don’t love me back.
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 12:45 PM UTC
I know that you are not much for fate, or illogical conclusions or soulmates or any of that silly metaphysical stuff
And you know I’m not much for luck, or chance, or optimism or breaking legs or any of that silly superstitious stuff
But maybe that stuff is just the same stuff
And our things are just the same things
And we were a thing
That was meant to be
And maybe I’m crazy, that’s probably true
But only for you love, only for you
Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 8:15 AM UTC
I was never allowed to be damsel in distress.
Not allowed to be swallowed by terror and misery.
If I wanted something done, if I wanted to break out of the dungeon, if I wanted to fight for my life,
I had to do it myself.
For a decade, I swung wildly, beheading friend and foe both, screaming through the noise in my head and the blood in my mouth.
And then he came. And then he saw. The bodies, the mess, the blood and tears.
And he put his hand on the scabbard, disarming. He puts arms around me, disarming. He whispers away the demons, disarming.
I was never allowed to be damsel
Until a knight appeared.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 1:41 AM UTC
You don’t know
That I trace
Three words
On your back
In every language that I know
So that it sinks into your skin,
So that your soul knows before your ears ever do
May 16, 2025
May 16, 2025 at 6:15 AM UTC
Maybe I typed it so many times
It just couldn’t help
But come true
I will
Never
Be enough
Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 8:55 AM UTC