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Sharing a Moment;

The air outside is heavy. Warm, wet, yet stirring in the wind to a silent song. I kick up a large rock and prop open the back door. Beyond one small sliver, a world of infinite lights and potential. I am calm.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

I glance up and meet Dahlia’s eyes, rich patterns of brown and gold dancing back at me. In a moment, one single moment—- a lifetime of joy explodes within my body. Everything about her makes me so happy. The sun has already fallen behind the horizon, and yet it shines in her silhouette, outlined by an angel, something darker, something with a halo like a black light, eyes windowing a soul winnowing through tall grass widowing the chaff, as if to invite a sense of curiosity, prey lacking eyes to see anything beyond the veil. Her face alone is enough to get me drunk.

I glance away. “Evening’s nice.”

Dahlia gives a knowing chuckle, and fishes a small brown package from her jacket pocket. She removes two cigarettes, and hands one my way. “Lighter?”

I toss her my Zippo, and delight in the sound of its ignition. The smell hits me with a mix of nostalgia and disgust. I take a deep breath, and I smell her. She flows through my body and out again, bliss. “Come here.”

We plant our hands upon the other’s face, and with a soft touch she lights my cigarette with hers. I take a conservative drag off the stick and sit on it. Menthol coats my tongue and the roof of my mouth, a few puffs deep and I feel the nicotine rush through my brain. The taste is…

“Ugh. Like smoking dirt.”

Dahlia takes a few more puffs as her expression turns sour. “Hey, why do you smoke, anyway?”

I’m not sure how to react. “Why? Why not.”

“Darling, every time you smoke, you recoil and sputter about the taste. Sure, the nicotine is nice, but that’s why we have vapes. Why are you smoking this cigarette with me?”

I take a minute to stare at the little thing. A trail of smoke meanders into thin air; Tracing it down and up, I think. “Because it’s in front of me.” I fill my lungs with air. “I mean, it’s nice, isn’t it? It’s a treat. Tonight is special.”

Dahlia laughs. “Darling, all your nights are special.”

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glad y’all liked this because these are real feelings i have about someone and i needed them out

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if I was alive a thousand years ago I would've caused a schism in the church I think

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not me almost leaving the psych ward with a girlfriend

psych ward friendships are so intense and also die the second you are removed from the situation

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let’s fucking go

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to cis artists, yr allowed to draw trans characters to be clockable, in fact i encourage it. it's not politically incorrect or offensive to depict trans people as being obviously trans, especially if you're drawing cartoons. its not a stereotype a lot of us just look like that

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creating my account and immediately clicking show on this so i can find the hot trans girls who wanna feed my ketamine at the rave

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had a discussion about precambrian life with christmas gift and he devised some wonderful new ways to measure aegirocassis

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idk if i should start treating this site like twitter or if it should only be content

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i live with this guy

This is a Skizzy appreciation post 🐈

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wowie i can't believe it

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trying to find a form of idea preservation note-taking that works well for me

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alright i changed my mind

honestly i'm feeling pretty ambivalent about the 4shi girl pfp but it feels like she is very integral to my body somehow she's like a symbiote