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icarusgf · 4 years ago
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😔 felt somewhat attacked by your last post.... would never say that but did see a photo of one of them on twitter and. yeah u guys really just want wolf cuts or something actually.
help i was just so taken aback like . idk about the rest of u all but i personally have no desire to look like a white boy </3
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boysaints · 3 years ago
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NUCLEAR WINTER, FATED DEATH by @boysaints, published in Warning Lines
[transcript: I. Watch, first: from between the hands of / two bodies lying on a stripped bed in a dingy, airless apartment, / light spills as if from an open wound. / In the distance, a siren blares. On the street below, a woman / whispers breathlessly to her companion: something is coming / to save us. I don’t know what. But it’s almost here. / So the city settles down to wait. The seasons pass. In a decaying bed in a / decaying apartment on a decaying street, / the lovers’ hair falls out in chunks. / Flies circle the ceiling fan. The lovers’ teeth rot in their open mouths. They’re / not dead, just sleeping, in a city of people who are / not dead, just sleeping, anticipating a messiah who will never come. / An hour or a year passes. The two get up and dance, and it’s just like they dreamed it: / slow, their sickly bodies pressed together as they sway. A waltz with / no music except the floorboards creaking underfoot. / But it doesn’t matter. The lovers might as well be corpses. The story / might as well have ended before it began. The lovers mean nothing. All they are is / endlessly resurrected for the purpose of our entertainment. / II. Suppose, for a moment, that in the huge dark empire made of money, / the sun never rose. That we spent years pressed desperately together because / all we had was our own feverish heat— / Suppose, for a moment, that I loved you. That this was / how we brought summer back to / life; the empire to its knees. / A film of sweat. The winding of a metronome. / Overripe fruit. Laughter. We were happy and that was / our one great act of political rebellion. / III. Stay sitting right there by the window, / where the light catches on your face— / Whatever you do, don’t move, don’t make a sound, don’t leave this room: / I’m going to save you even though that doesn’t mean anything. I’m going / to save you even though it’s too late and you are Lazarus half-risen, a decomposing, / corroded thing that doesn’t know it’s already dead. / The poet and the muse. The lyre and the love song. / The eulogy written in lieu of digging you a grave. Verse. / Chorus. Wend and repeat. Wend and repeat. / IV. I’m sorry I looked back. I’m sorry I threw it all away just because / I needed to make sure you were still behind me, still following / footstep after damned footstep, from the belly of this hell into the mouth of another. / I’m sorry there’s not enough oxygen in the story to breathe and I’m sorry that / as soon as it ends we are just brought back to the beginning. I’m sorry that / we have nothing left to carry. We have nothing left to will into existence. /end transcript]
taglist under the cut; ask to be added or removed (sorry if i forgot anyone i havent done this in a WHILE)
@exitwound @boyjuly @bakaree @eudaimmonia @exbi @xuanyuu @lovecorerichie @richardsiiken @franzkafkagf @sunrisegf @imaginaryboys @prettyfuckingfine @colourofinfinity @dragonfliies @shopkin @doublelutz @raavile @boyswifes @seadazes @camifrog @loveislikeawindowinyourheart @ohpombo @spirithold @poetslyre @irwa @venka @brightenthecorners @compilationofletters @myownprivateawakening @chopinns @grocerycores @pancakeboy @backpckt @weedexchange @fruitype @vnusplanetoflove @transcodes @like-butterflies-and-glitter @scintillatea @amaarjaan @yrsong @claryghost @dyketamine @dykepoetssociety @exbifriend @tieria-erde @ruckenfigurs @bardgender @jawbonemage @bicarusgf @feelingofhome @kugisakigf @ijaazat @literaturegf
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laundrette · 4 years ago
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tagged by @finiteexistence + @fruitype !
Last song : BLUE MOON by GYEONG REE
Last movie : technically Rango </3
Currently watching : Girl From Nowhere + The Circle
Currently reading : a history book abt venice!! i am two pages in :pained smile:
taggin ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎ : @dhmu @lesbat @glittersleaze + any1 who wants to!!
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lesbf · 4 years ago
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tagged by @boyjuly @boyprophet + @fruitype !
last song: birdhouse in your soul by they might be giants
last movie: the half of it rewatch!
currently reading: the fever king
currently watching: i just finished hannibal and i’m starting killing eve soon :)
tagging @merijaans @hsinliuvega @lesbobf @chironmybeloved + whoever else wants to!
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dilfologist · 4 years ago
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@fruitype
if you tag me in a chain post and i don’t do it it’s not because i hate you it’s because i am very lazy. i love you thank you for tagging me.
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oilcanracer · 3 years ago
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When you plant a seed in a place of learning and it grows. That is success. #motivation #motivationalquotes #motivational #qoutes #qoutesoftheday #power #speech #words #library #congress #teacher #trinitylibrary #professor #collage #schoolofhardknocks #learning #wakeup #sheepole #photooftheday #ireland #celtic #graelic #green #thinkpink #thinking #brain #smart #smartypants #fruitypants #slacker (at Trinity College Dublin, the University of Dublin) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcrC_ZUvo2O/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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dollface1stblog · 3 years ago
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cuttothefeeling · 8 years ago
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@fruitypals no but the thing was it was written like 30 years ago and he wasnt even talking about anything to do with heterosexuality he was just making up a word to describe racism dhjdskkkskwan
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pixiejynn · 8 years ago
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Feel the allure of fresh roadside cherries! #rainiercherries #sweetcherries #washingtonsights #fruitypic #phonepic
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omotesando · 8 years ago
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sweet, sweet danny @fruitypals 😌⭐️
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shrimpilled · 4 years ago
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tagged by @dreamertrilogys for 13 10 songs i’ve been listening to lately
pride / kendrick lamar
ur name on a grain of rice / runner
paradise / the neighbourhood
gimme more / britney spears
crack baby / mitski
a boy is a gun* / tyler the creator
million dollar home run / nicholas britell
smokey eyes / lincoln
suffocation / crystal castles
everybody wants to be famous / superorganism
tagging @womanenjoyer @warmcheeked @7000s @grocerytote @fruitype :]
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boysaints · 3 years ago
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LETTERS TO MY MOTHER ABOUT FRENCH BRAIDS & OTHER ASSORTED METAPHORS, by @boysaints, published in Ang(st) Zine
[transcript: elementary school mornings, our paper-doll bodies strung out on the laundry lines / always one foot out the door / half a bagel stuffed in my mouth / converse untied & on the wrong feet / those days when you switched between three languages so fast / it gave me whiplash / when i got dressed in the dark, put my shirt on backwards / more often than not / fourth grade, you brushed my hair / divided it into two neat sections, somehow always unraveled by / the end of the day / elementary school mornings, we sang / two different melodies / as we scrambled to find another hair tie / did you do your homework, kanna? did you remember / to pack your lunch? / secret #1: i regret the arguments, mama / yelling whenever the comb’s teeth bit into my scalp, whenever the braids didn’t turn out the way i’d imagined / (i don’t remember why / i couldn’t say sorry) / now, i stand at the window / i rinse my cereal bowl / i tug on my ponytail & try not to think about growing up / about our fights / my slammed doors / the fact that you are forty steps away & i will never know / how to say goodbye / now, the summer is sharp enough / to slice through my toothpick-thin bones / the fat bodies of bumblebees hum lazily in / the back garden / now, we sit in almost-silence / your tea / my coffee / this quiet song we share / in the white spooling from your temples / in the smell of henna on a saturday morning / in our tangled hair, the generations of women staring back at us through / the bathwater / secret #2: i miss crawling into your bed after every nightmare / i miss letting you do my makeup / i miss letting you hold me, mama. / (i’m still young, but not young enough / to be coddled / i’m still young, but not young enough / to need spoonfeeding / not young enough to admit / i still need you) / mom, i miss / myself. / i think that’s the real problem, ma / that i grew up (too fast, always too fast) & i don’t know who i am / anymore / secret #3: i wish i had told you how my day went. i wish i had been honest when i had the chance. / is it too late to try again, mom? would you do my hair if / i asked nicely? / if i never complained / again? / would you let me be your baby until / i feel old enough to move on? / secret #4, #5, #6: / my mother doesn’t sit still long enough / to breathe. / my mother is a scientific marvel, practical to a fault / i’ve never known how to be / without the mathematics of her love. / the late nights / the red eyes / the endless working & calculating long after everyone else has fallen asleep / my mother & her plastic hairbrush / my mother & her watercolor tears / my mother & her endless determination / (i’m not old, but i’m old enough to realize this. i’m not old, but i’m old enough to know that there is so much in her / that she has given so much / away / old enough to admit / i still need her) / now, i dream / we’ll fold laundry together on a sunday afternoon / now, i dream / the world no longer holds a knife to my throat, my hair still / a frizzy cloud around me / now, i dream / i’ll say: i love you / i miss you / i’m ready to come back to myself. / i’ll say: i’m learning to love, mom / all your my our split ends & sharp edges / i’m learning to love, mom / i’m learning to sing along.
taglist under the cut (ask to be added/removed):
@exitwound @teendyke @boyjuly @bakaree @eudaimmonia @exbi @xuanyuu @lovecorerichie @mercurvial @richardsiiken @franzkafkagf @sunrisegf @imaginaryboys @prettyfuckingfine @colourofinfinity @dragonfliies @shopkin @doublelutz @flowerwebs @raavile @boyswifes @seadazes @camifrog @loveislikeawindowinyourheart @ohpombo @spirithold @boyprophet @poetslyre @irwa @venka @brightenthecorners @compilationofletters @myownprivateawakening @chopinns @grocerycores @pancakeboy @backpckt @weedexchange @fruitype @vnusplanetoflove @transcodes @like-butterflies-and-glitter @scintillatea @amaarjaan @yrsong @claryghost @dyketamine @dykepoetssociety @exbifriend @tieria-erde @ruckenfigurs @bardgender @jawbonemage @bicarusgf @feelingofhome @peoplehood @kugisakigf @ijaazat @literaturegf
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ishkabobb · 12 years ago
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Homemade fruit tarts! :)) #fruittart #desserts #fruitypants
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boysaints · 4 years ago
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ARIZONAN ADONIS by @boysaints
[poem transcipt: When June begins, time screeches to a grinding, / metal-on-metal halt. I grow tired of waiting-- / instead I dream you up again and again, forty nights and forty / days of hands and knees crawling through an / endless, Martian-red desert. In the morning the room drips / sweltering yellow light. You’ve run two miles since six and still / all I want from you is stagnation, the unmoving bodies of water / mosquitoes congregate around to lay their eggs. But somewhere in our / dizzy, sweating daze, I had forgotten how beautifully electrifying you are, / my dear corny joke connoisseur. How being around you feels like / drinking three cups of fresh cold water in a row / or the blissful freedom in realizing my guilt is pointless. I’ll admit it: / I’m tired of waiting and yet I don’t know what to do about it but / throw open the windows and wait some more. Yes, of course I regret not / just asking a million times over, that morning in the garden / full of hatching insects when your mouth was stained / strawberry-red, that night in my bedroom when / my laughter echoed long in the superheated dark. But what can I say? / Later or soon or someday just doesn’t seem like enough anymore. I want now. / I want you to kiss me on top of every single bug bite. You, my forever / all-American boy, brown-skinned and grinning in the sunlight; you, my hilariously / picky eater and awful speller; you, eternally kind, kind, kind. Listen, I dreamt of you / again last night: you were whooping with delight and your arm was around / my shoulders and we were happy. I could feel your heartbeat in my chest. The sun / turned your cheekbones crimson. Time disintegrated to nothingness / between my fingertips. And we were happy.]
taglist under the cut (ask to be added / removed):
@exitwound @fagfight @boyjuly @bakaree @eudaimmonia @exbi @xuanyuu @lovecorerichie @mercurvial @richardsiiken @franzkafkagf @sunrisegf @imaginaryboys @prettyfuckingfine @colourofinfinity @dragonfliies @shopkin @doublelutz @flowerwebs @raavile @boyswifes @seadazes @camifrog @loveislikeawindowinyourheart @ohpombo @spirithold @boyprophet @poetslyre @irwa @venka @brightenthecorners @compilationofletters @myownprivateawakening @chopinns @grocerycores @pancakeboy @backpckt @weedexchange @fruitype @vnusplanetoflove @transcodes @like-butterflies-and-glitter @scintillatea @amaarjaan @yrsong @claryghost @dyketamine @dykepoetssociety @exbifriend @tieria-erde @ruckenfigurs @bardgender @jawbonemage @bicarusgf @feelingofhome @peoplehood @kugisakigf
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boysaints · 4 years ago
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what’s notion<3
hii valentine....its a organizational thing like a planner / word processor and its All The Rage i guess . idk how 2 work it </33 assuming u sent this 4 a blog rec soooo @enbis + @fruitype
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