we are not lost

Aubrey; also Birdie.
Student and writer. Polyamorous and really gay. Chronically ill.
Local queen of cait sidhe. Powered by caffeine, anxiety, and spite.
1st
10:09 pm

The snow queen knows there isn't a happy ending...



2nd
07:45 pm

Blood burns like fire, and it always burns through...

- 3 comments

6th
05:22 pm

Never argue with fairies. (Unless they are Tegan.)

- 3 comments

8th
07:10 pm

You whisper prayers into the dark, up to a god in whom you've never believed...

- 2 comments

9th
08:49 pm

A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake...

- 3 comments

11th
11:05 pm

Guard your eggshell heart, for the moon tells lies...



13th
09:11 pm

Now it's three for to bury all that you have, and it's four for starting over...

- 9 comments

14th
04:38 am

FIC: Break My Own Heart

- 2 comments

16th
09:46 pm

This is my town in the hand of the forest, where we worship god in the form of a hill...

- 2 comments

21st
05:06 pm

Time to panic NOW?



22nd
06:48 pm

Summer move forward and leave your heat anchored in dust...



10:04 pm

Don't make me come up there. I have a broom.

- 1 comment

31st
07:23 am

THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE.

- 3 comments

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