About Vibes

It’s been a long while since I’ve done a blog post. Just haven’t really felt pushed to do one, although I have been meaning to do another on what it’s meant for me to identify with the concept of being an Empath. There are those who are probably thinking “your not actually an Empath they

Anti-hero

I walk the edge of reality. Just one push and I’ll slip right into fantasy. Stop to take a breath, feel the air rushing in. Want to wish upon a star, go back to stop it before it begins. Quiet the darkness before it spreads, eating up pieces of me at a time. Its too

Imaginary Friends

In many cultures children tend to have imaginary friends. Not all children but many children. Now I don’t know if its cause I am autistic, I did not have just one imaginary friend, no I had two…at the same time… a set of twins. These twins had no defining features or gender, they were just

Dirty little Poem thing

I want to hold you closer Play out all our agreed Upon fantasies that our Minds keep throwing at us Every single touch leaving Us begging each other for mercy please, going to make it so you won’t forget about me Nor will I forget about you Feel me there long after I leave All

TW: Sex, child birth, body changes tearing

One thing birth givers don’t always talk about openly (or even OB-GYNs for that matter) is tearing…or at least not the different kinds of tearing that can happen. Prenial tears get talked about often because the “husband stitch” that happens to help “tighten things” back up (and honestly should have never been a thing since

So fucking Tired

*******Not an indicator of anything that is happening right now. Was just something that was rattling around in my head for a few days****** I got the weight of the worldresting on my shouldersmy knees are starting to bucklehas i get older and the burden gets heavier I am getting kind of tiredof seeing all

Lonely is the activist

The more I’ve learned about intersectionality, the more I’ve learned about myself and have been healing pieces of myself the more lonely I’ve become. I often find myself waiting for those who are the most immediate in my life to understand the things I have learned. It feels like a chasm that has been growing

Just some random things

You maybe lost right now But a new day always dawns The darkness is thick right now But the light always finds away While shadows may draw ever nearer You’re not as alone as you might feel Something is always there to guide you Even when everything seems hopeless Even when you think you have

Last Goodbye (Poem)

“I hope you find a reason To smile through your tears. I hope you take a moment To remember happy years. I may be gone today And your grief maybe great. Just because I am gone Doesn’t mean I am forgotten. Just because today you remember me with tears Doesn’t mean you won’t smile tomorrow

Why correcting grammer is wrong

Many of us are most likely gulty of this or have been guilty of this in the past. For some Neurodivergent people who are rule driven it can be almost painful to not correct grammer or a misspelled word. However by doing so one upholds white supremacy (colonialism), for its racist, ableist, and classist. Being