sometimes i fall asleep to podcasts…
last night i fell asleep to Sad Boyz and what do you know, i had a horny threesome dream and who was in the cuck chair but Jarvis Johnson spitting random facts mid orgasm.
dream Jarvis was very respectable. 11/10 cuck.
heartbreak makes me dramatic
lately 💜
A large grey cat kinda spilling out of a wicker cat bed resting his chin on the edge of the bed. He looks comfy and sleepy.
I am so jealous of this oblivious pile of fluff.
the mommy issues are wrecking me this week 😭
whenever I’m stressed, shoegaze is always there to calm me down
Clove is the only one enjoying packing (every tote, box, crate, etc that I bring out is a new place for them to nap).
I sure do love this cat of mine.
wait you mean it’ll make my pp bigger? 😝
found a random edible while packing up my shit before the move
what will it do to me? wrong answers only
I would die for them
I thought my outfit today was very nice
I may be sad today but I am hot (also, being sad is kinda a vibe sometimes)
one of the loneliest things in the world (to me) is being the only transsexual in a room full of cisgender people
oh hey!
I made a substack you can subscribe to… go read my writing?
Andromom.substack.com
yayayay.
welcome to the superior platform 🥰
Hi! I deleted my twitter over a year ago so it’s been a while but hopefully you remember me! 💜
Good to see you around again.
where are the trans and poly people on this app?
it’s feeling very lonely over here 😅
I’m an artist and I love consuming more art! Give me all the art!!!!!
can this app show me more poets pleaseeee 🖤
A poem (white text on a black background). The poem reads: A Tedious Case of Recent Sensitivity. diagnosis the surgeon told you there is no cure for this eager ache in your heart, ever sick in your brain. your options are few but you beg he list them off anyway we might extract the growth with a hot blade he twists his fingers in a playful gesture: a surgeon's game — would they excavate your tissue proper, bleed the heart until it can no longer weep? soggy gauze pressed into the cavern left beneath your bones — the surgeon's bloody fingers write the scrip: - espresso shots for bloodshot eyes - hollow keyboard clacks for wanton fingers - stale doctrine for impatient lips homeopathic medicine is not recommended here with eyebrows raised he presses a pamphlet to your palms: a healer's gamble — you press the flowers of their garden into the folds of your skin; your doubt, won't the aroma only fade? warm chamomile slips down your throat into the anguish buried deep — a lover's pleasant hand but a temporary mend: - Cherry Garcia for lack of a meal plan - soft snores for drowning out the foolish words in your brain - snoozed alarms for naps in place of night's full rest in these hearts so bent by the ephemeral let them want for won't they mend? lavvynder
some recent poetry of mine 🖤
I’m new here! 👋
Some things about me:
I am a musician
I write poetry
I’m trans non-binary
I’m polyamorous and a relationship anarchist
I’m from Salt Lake City, UT
Say hello if you think we might get along 💜
