erin / kara / cel
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theyre called fedbois because they keep you fed
Why dull that which is sharp? Why hide what is obvious? Why deny what is truth?
I love you.
I love you.
January 6, 2026 at 2:33 AM
Why dull that which is sharp? Why hide what is obvious? Why deny what is truth?
I love you.
I love you.
I simply have a space in my life reserved for someone, someone who will be loved and cherished and with whom I intend to spend the rest of my living days. Right now, I want her name on that reservation placard.
January 4, 2026 at 11:10 AM
I simply have a space in my life reserved for someone, someone who will be loved and cherished and with whom I intend to spend the rest of my living days. Right now, I want her name on that reservation placard.
She's like the clouds in the sky. Beautiful, elegant, but I can also appreciate a clear sky too if I must, but lord knows I love to watch her dance across the sky and guess at which shape she takes next.
Hint, it's always the shape of my heart.
Hint, it's always the shape of my heart.
January 4, 2026 at 11:09 AM
She's like the clouds in the sky. Beautiful, elegant, but I can also appreciate a clear sky too if I must, but lord knows I love to watch her dance across the sky and guess at which shape she takes next.
Hint, it's always the shape of my heart.
Hint, it's always the shape of my heart.
I love the colours of your soul. Did you paint them yourself? You did? Oh wow. Say, would you mind if I lived in your heart and spent the rest of my days admiring your soul?
January 4, 2026 at 10:45 AM
I love the colours of your soul. Did you paint them yourself? You did? Oh wow. Say, would you mind if I lived in your heart and spent the rest of my days admiring your soul?
My arms wrapped around you as we drift off to sleep, is that so much to ask?
January 2, 2026 at 9:57 AM
My arms wrapped around you as we drift off to sleep, is that so much to ask?
I write often of stars and my love for you because I believe that a love this strong should be remembered by more than just you and I.
All of the stars will never forget us.
There will always be one who sees this world exactly as it is right now, who sees this world filled with my love for you.
All of the stars will never forget us.
There will always be one who sees this world exactly as it is right now, who sees this world filled with my love for you.
January 1, 2026 at 2:50 AM
I write often of stars and my love for you because I believe that a love this strong should be remembered by more than just you and I.
All of the stars will never forget us.
There will always be one who sees this world exactly as it is right now, who sees this world filled with my love for you.
All of the stars will never forget us.
There will always be one who sees this world exactly as it is right now, who sees this world filled with my love for you.
May your touch soothe as your memory does. May I look forward to what is to come for once? Or must I look back on what was to preserve that ideal?
January 1, 2026 at 2:43 AM
May your touch soothe as your memory does. May I look forward to what is to come for once? Or must I look back on what was to preserve that ideal?
The holidays were never special to me, I don't know if they are to you. If you made mine so, I would count them down to my last.
Count with me this New Year's Eve, oh nameless Muse?
Count with me this New Year's Eve, oh nameless Muse?
January 1, 2026 at 2:17 AM
The holidays were never special to me, I don't know if they are to you. If you made mine so, I would count them down to my last.
Count with me this New Year's Eve, oh nameless Muse?
Count with me this New Year's Eve, oh nameless Muse?
me: licks arsenic
me: wakes up feeling like crap
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me: wakes up feeling like crap
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December 31, 2025 at 4:58 PM
me: licks arsenic
me: wakes up feeling like crap
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me: wakes up feeling like crap
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i have this weird thing where like I'm a normal person whenever I'm standing up or sitting down but as soon as i lay down i become this desperate needy little creature of emotional instability and it's pmo
December 29, 2025 at 10:19 PM
i have this weird thing where like I'm a normal person whenever I'm standing up or sitting down but as soon as i lay down i become this desperate needy little creature of emotional instability and it's pmo
As my eyes sink into their lull, prepared to end the night, I contrast them with you. My eyes fall asleep, my heart falls for you.
Goodnight, nameless Muse.
Goodnight, nameless Muse.
December 29, 2025 at 9:45 AM
As my eyes sink into their lull, prepared to end the night, I contrast them with you. My eyes fall asleep, my heart falls for you.
Goodnight, nameless Muse.
Goodnight, nameless Muse.
im so tired and so gay kiss me so i shut up already and hold my hands so i can't type my gay little thoughts into my gay little phone
December 28, 2025 at 1:34 PM
im so tired and so gay kiss me so i shut up already and hold my hands so i can't type my gay little thoughts into my gay little phone
If my heart could speak, it would not, for it only beats in hues of you. My tongue holds no candle to my hearts hopes for you. If it could though, the flames dancing would cast shadows of my love for you throughout my veins, warming them as you do.
Darling, how I love you so.
Darling, how I love you so.
December 28, 2025 at 1:32 PM
If my heart could speak, it would not, for it only beats in hues of you. My tongue holds no candle to my hearts hopes for you. If it could though, the flames dancing would cast shadows of my love for you throughout my veins, warming them as you do.
Darling, how I love you so.
Darling, how I love you so.
The night is cold — your memory is warm.
May I stay the night, build a fire in your heart as you do mine?
In here I feel at home, a rhythm familiar.
My heart, it echoes yours; mirrors it, beat for beat.
May I stay the night, build a fire in your heart as you do mine?
In here I feel at home, a rhythm familiar.
My heart, it echoes yours; mirrors it, beat for beat.
December 28, 2025 at 1:30 PM
The night is cold — your memory is warm.
May I stay the night, build a fire in your heart as you do mine?
In here I feel at home, a rhythm familiar.
My heart, it echoes yours; mirrors it, beat for beat.
May I stay the night, build a fire in your heart as you do mine?
In here I feel at home, a rhythm familiar.
My heart, it echoes yours; mirrors it, beat for beat.
When my arms lack you in them, they cry. Do yours too?
December 28, 2025 at 1:09 AM
When my arms lack you in them, they cry. Do yours too?
my wife would make everything better right now because your wife makes everything better when your wife is my wife
things aren't bad btw she just makes everything she touches better
things aren't bad btw she just makes everything she touches better
December 26, 2025 at 10:52 AM
my wife would make everything better right now because your wife makes everything better when your wife is my wife
things aren't bad btw she just makes everything she touches better
things aren't bad btw she just makes everything she touches better
*unholies your shit*
saying "holy shit" after the most brutal GI incident as if anything that left my body in the last hour long battle was ordained by God and not the devil himself
December 26, 2025 at 5:13 AM
*unholies your shit*
saying "holy shit" after the most brutal GI incident as if anything that left my body in the last hour long battle was ordained by God and not the devil himself
December 26, 2025 at 5:12 AM
saying "holy shit" after the most brutal GI incident as if anything that left my body in the last hour long battle was ordained by God and not the devil himself
I feel stupid writing this all but it makes me happy to write. I hope these unsent letters deliver themselves upon the waves.
December 25, 2025 at 9:18 AM
I feel stupid writing this all but it makes me happy to write. I hope these unsent letters deliver themselves upon the waves.
In lieu of a pen and pad I regurgitate thoughts without a second guess with confidence for the sake of themselves. Refreshingly crazy.
May I sleep yet?
Or am I confined to these literary quarters without reprieve?
May I sleep yet?
Or am I confined to these literary quarters without reprieve?
December 25, 2025 at 9:17 AM
In lieu of a pen and pad I regurgitate thoughts without a second guess with confidence for the sake of themselves. Refreshingly crazy.
May I sleep yet?
Or am I confined to these literary quarters without reprieve?
May I sleep yet?
Or am I confined to these literary quarters without reprieve?
In the delirium of slack-jawed exhaustion words flow like emotion, free and wild, uninhibited by the annoyance of a natural filter, whether beaver dams or self-shame; it matters not, for pure emotion collects at the end just the same.
Blessed are the free of tongue, the shameless.
I envy them.
Blessed are the free of tongue, the shameless.
I envy them.
December 25, 2025 at 9:14 AM
In the delirium of slack-jawed exhaustion words flow like emotion, free and wild, uninhibited by the annoyance of a natural filter, whether beaver dams or self-shame; it matters not, for pure emotion collects at the end just the same.
Blessed are the free of tongue, the shameless.
I envy them.
Blessed are the free of tongue, the shameless.
I envy them.
It's nights like these where the airs just too cold and the blanket just too thin where I yearn for you to occupy the space between my arms so.
Embrace me with the warmth my heart holds for you, may we stave off this winters night together, my comforter.
Merry Christmas, nameless Muse.
Embrace me with the warmth my heart holds for you, may we stave off this winters night together, my comforter.
Merry Christmas, nameless Muse.
December 25, 2025 at 9:10 AM
It's nights like these where the airs just too cold and the blanket just too thin where I yearn for you to occupy the space between my arms so.
Embrace me with the warmth my heart holds for you, may we stave off this winters night together, my comforter.
Merry Christmas, nameless Muse.
Embrace me with the warmth my heart holds for you, may we stave off this winters night together, my comforter.
Merry Christmas, nameless Muse.
im going to livepost my thoughts on watching the hunger games for the first time in my life.
December 23, 2025 at 4:20 AM
im going to livepost my thoughts on watching the hunger games for the first time in my life.
guess the context
December 11, 2025 at 1:10 AM
guess the context
ineffable Woman, plague my thoughts no more and leave me Bereft of your wonders For the glory of you was not meant to be beheld by myself; that is to say, your Presence was irrevocably course altering, and please, never do it again. it may very well Unfound me at my root.
i am tired and i yearn so
i am tired and i yearn so
November 24, 2025 at 12:45 PM
ineffable Woman, plague my thoughts no more and leave me Bereft of your wonders For the glory of you was not meant to be beheld by myself; that is to say, your Presence was irrevocably course altering, and please, never do it again. it may very well Unfound me at my root.
i am tired and i yearn so
i am tired and i yearn so