growing into a woman is the most heartwrenching experience ive ever had to go thru. the lessons, the mistakes, the signs, the realizations, the anger— its consuming. ive never felt something of this magnitude.
See, you start reading The Locked Tomb because everyone is like wow, lesbian necromancers in space, fun but watch out it’s a little sad! And then Tasmyn Muir says my entire magic system is based on the fact that you cannot know someone without being changed by their existence. You cannot lose someone, grieve for someone without them becoming a part of you forever. Grief is transformative because love is transformative. It’s also a consumption, because love is a consumption - souls merge when they spend enough time near each other. You will never be the person you were before you met them.
why are there fake transparent pngs. what kind of sick prank is this. some kind of looney tunes ass bullshit. i run at the gray and white checkered background and hit it like a wall.
But the thing I will never admit to anyone who’s met me is how desperately I want to be loved, I don’t think I could say it. How I want someone to hold my wrists and kiss my palms and smile at me, and want me, I want to be wanted and I don’t know how long poetry or songs will substitute for being wanted.
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