Noon
Noon is the time at which All traffic slows down and Simultaneously speeds up
The beat of my heart The push of my blood The flow of my breath
My entire being lives for you.
Rumble
The rumbling of many feet It's no longer noon, the beating quickens, the push is harder, My breathing becomes faster....
I gave it to you dropped it
Shatter.
You didn't even try to pick it up.
You walked over it and invited others to do the same.
You walked over me and my heart lay shattered at my knees.
The noon is over. It is now 6 hours till morn.
I lay shattered like heart
The rush is no longer. My love shant wander.
But noon. Ticks closer
I pick up the pieces bandaged and bleeding
I sit I lie I sob
I put broken peices together
My heart won't be trampled again
"Bleed the Sky"
The sky bursts open,
not gently,
not softly,
but like a body breaking,
like something holding on for too long
finally letting go.
The first drop hits—
hot asphalt hisses,
dust rises like ghosts startled awake,
and the earth opens her mouth
like she’s starving.
There’s no beauty here.
No poetry.
Just the raw writhing of water finding cracks,
finding hunger,
finding every place that aches or crumbles or waits.
The rain doesn’t ask permission.
It doesn’t care where it falls—
forest, rooftop, desert, skin.
It pounds against leaves as if to punish them
for turning their faces away,
fills the throats of rivers
until they choke on their own rushing,
slides down windowpanes like tears
too heavy to hold back.
And it keeps going.
There is no tenderness in this.
This is not about grace.
This is about gravity and surrender,
the weight of billions of tiny impacts
stripping the world bare.
And something in you loosens—
against your will,
unraveling in the rhythm,
in the relentless pounding that reminds you of your own breaking,
of the times you couldn’t stop falling.
You stand there,
letting it hit you,
letting it drench everything you thought was safe.
Maybe this is what healing feels like:
not silent, not soft,
not clean.
But messy.
Wet hands in the dirt,
skin soaked,
blurry vision as everything spills.
The rain knows.
It always knows.
It comes to destroy,
and in the destruction
it leaves something you didn’t know you were—
raw, gasping,
and growing.
Alex trying to (and succeeding) be edgy
Brian Thomas: So do you like being the little spoon or the big spoon?
Alex Kralie: I'm not a spoon. I'm a knife.
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Can someone who has basic knowledge about this explain this to me (in a way a highschooler can understand things).
I get it but I really actually dont.
1. I use color codes and #tags to understand what I'm looking at, they're also they're in case someone else needs them. Sorry if they aren't helpful to you but #I won't apologize for them
2. I admit the OG post could be more straightforward but at the time I had assumed it's general target audience understood it well enough, seeing as how it has 54 voted since it's inception.
2.1. sorry that you didn't understand it then, I apologize for misunderstanding your question- did my best to answer as I thought you were genuinely curious about Ace people. Didn't know it was the slang term that baffled you, mb.
Put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to how ever many of your favourite followers/mutuals !!
*bites youu*
(ONLY IF YOU WANNA!!!)
(lmoo just saw this)
(Useless You) - Sodikken
Out the Ox - Jack Stauber
Everything - Bridge to Grace
10 Seconds From Panic - Cult to Follow
Diamond - Sub Urban
@cosmo112 YOUR TURRN
For my irl trannie friend 🫵🏾👹
UGHH *growls in rizz*
WHY DO ALL THE COOL FREAKY PEOPLE *slicks hair back and bites lip*
HAVE TO BE PUNISHED ✊🏾😔 *shakes dreads nonchalantly*
DONT WORRY POOKIE 🎀🗣️
I SAVE YOU FROM THE SICKNESS 🤺🤺🤺
I can’t believe I have the flu and laryngitis🧍🏼♀️
To make matters infinitely worse right now? I just started my period. I’m being punished.
Guys this movie is fucking haunting. Like yeah it's all historical and at the same time light hearted and funny BUT JEEZEUZ
Guys I can't stress enough how the scene where it's implies his dad is ran over by a train is scary and haunting. Like it was only a few seconds but damn.
Also I love how it portrays his mental state throughout his life without having to say it outright. Like I love the childhood flashback scenes and then cut to how he deals with it as an adult.
I just love this movie even if it makes me scared sometimes.
(a self indulgent rant because I'm a little (a lot) obsessed with the Mark Lancer Rifle 2 and the Hammer of Dawn, specifically its version from GoW Ult.Ed.)
Kinda crazy to think about but those fuckers came OUT OF THE GODDAMN GROUND
Like they were under there for actual decades feeding off of Immersion (energy source for people who aren'g GoW nerds)
Guys what are we actually gonna do?
After the Space Race they mandated that we weren't supposed to and cannot make space weapons.
LIKE WTF DO WE DO WHEN THOSE GIANT CRAB/TENTACLE THINGS FROM GoW ULTIMATE EDITION LAND.
Also they have better guns than us...yeah. The locusts (sometimes) have better guns than we do.
Guys what happens if we get THE FUCKING BERSERKERS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD?!?!!
Without the Hammer of Dawn (my favorite super weapon ever) we are actually cooked if we get Berserkers.
Loser, 17, probably acoustic. Bunch of stuff that the lizard in my head screams out from time to time.
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