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I Write - Blog Posts
Deep
It's so shallow when it's light,
Only flowing up to your ankles at most,
Words, unspoken, washing up on empty shores,
They're meaningless in the afternoon,
But the tide rises in the shadows,
Words that meant nothing in the daylight,
Drowning me in the dark.
- T.J. Foxes
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tw’s: sh just like my observations, nsft.
i just post whatever. 18 black femme.
i love movies, books, shows + music! i have a LARGE dvd and cd collection and i want to talk to anyone about anything!!! about being a femme4butch lesbian, i want to make lesbian specifically butch and femme friends who are also kind of not typical. also if you like rookie mag interact! cause i love rookie sm. i’m gonna tag the things i like!
i think the blog will probs have nsfw since it’s a diary so anyone under 18 (06) DNI. zionists, fatphobes, edt, men, lesbophobes and homophobes, transphobes DNI
just to make sure, anything i say about butches/studs is within the context that i am respecting them and not denouncing butches to just sexual beings. i love butches + studs beyond being partners, and will always value the friendship. The obvious eroticism in the butchfemme dynamic should not be lost on everyone, i am embracing it not just someone.
this feels so disorganised lol
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Why do i write ?
Why am i even here?
Maybe in hope.
Maybe in desperation.
Maybe is anticipation.
Maybe because I'm a little tired every now-and-then.
Maybe because i dream of being heard, just a little, for once.
Maybe i wish, that at least someone would hear a tiny piece of my soul here, and in all anonymity, not judge me for once.
Maybe someone would read me, and not get sad, and not feel guilty, and not feel sorry, and not worry ,just be there.
Maybe that's why this scribbling is sacred. Maybe that's why i keep coming back. Maybe the insecurities i never used to have, maybe my suddenly empty social life, maybe the creepy monotony hands me my pen.
To blurt out a little and to breathe a little. Maybe that's why i write.
Maybe to live a little.
Maybe.
-mauli