Hello and Welcome to The Locker! A place where I just shove various works into. Here I publish my poetry and tid-bits of my fiction and screenplays! I also have a website where you can find essays about life, politics, and society. You can also find the full versions of my fiction on my WattPad! When it comes to where I draw inspiration from. I am a C-PTSD survivor, trans/non-binary, and neurodivergent. I am a big fan of Analog & Folk Horror, Poetry, and Theory.Some people/artists I enjoy: Franz Kafka, Jean-Paul Sartre, Seamus Heaney, Charles Bukowski, Bret Easton Ellis, H.P. Lovecraft, Rosa Luxemburg, Karl Marx, Yevgeny Zamyatin, Dmitry GlukhovskyAlong with my artistic inspirations, I also like Punk, Goth, Ska, Oi, and generally anything under the alternative umbrella. I like going to historical and anthropolohical sites as well as looking for murals/street art.- My Website - My WattPad Account- Ko-Fi
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my kinks are jerking off and missionary sex and photos of big boobs and porn , and also hot models haha
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my kinks are jerking off and missionary sex and photos of big boobs and porn , and also hot models haha
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25 ways to be a little more punk in 2025
Cut fast fashion - buy used, learn to mend and/or make your own clothes, buy fewer clothes less often so you can save up for ethically made quality
Cancel subscriptions - relearn how to pirate media, spend $10/month buying a digital album from a small artist instead of on Spotify, stream on free services since the paid ones make you watch ads anyway
Green your community - there's lots of ways to do this, like seedbombing or joining a community garden or organizing neighborhood trash pickups
Be kind - stop to give directions, check on stopped cars, smile at kids, let people cut you in line, offer to get stuff off the high shelf, hold the door, ask people if they're okay
Intervene - learn bystander intervention techniques and be prepared to use them, even if it feels awkward
Get closer to your food - grow it yourself, can and preserve it, buy from a farmstand, learn where it's from, go fishing, make it from scratch, learn a new ingredient
Use opensource software - try LibreOffice, try Reaper, learn Linux, use a free Photoshop clone. The next time an app tries to force you to pay, look to see if there's an opensource alternative
Make less trash - start a compost, be mindful of packaging, find another use for that plastic, make it a challenge for yourself!
Get involved in local politics - show up at meetings for city council, the zoning commission, the park district, school boards; fight the NIMBYs that always show up and force them to focus on the things impacting the most vulnerable folks in your community
DIY > fashion - shake off the obsession with pristine presentation that you've been taught! Cut your own hair, use homemade cosmetics, exchange mani/pedis with friends, make your own jewelry, duct tape those broken headphones!
Ditch Google - Chromium browsers (which is almost all of them) are now bloated spyware, and Google search sucks now, so why not finally make the jump to Firefox and another search like DuckDuckGo? Or put the Wikipedia app on your phone and look things up there?
Forage - learn about local edible plants and how to safely and sustainably harvest them or go find fruit trees and such accessible to the public.
Volunteer - every week tutoring at the library or once a month at the humane society or twice a year serving food at the soup kitchen, you can find something that matches your availability
Help your neighbors - which means you have to meet them first and find out how you can help (including your unhoused neighbors), like elderly or disabled folks that might need help with yardwork or who that escape artist dog belongs to or whether the police have been hassling people sleeping rough
Fix stuff - the next time something breaks (a small appliance, an electronic, a piece of furniture, etc.), see if you can figure out what's wrong with it, if there are tutorials on fixing it, or if you can order a replacement part from the manufacturer instead of trashing the whole thing
Mix up your transit - find out what's walkable, try biking instead of driving, try public transit and complain to the city if it sucks, take a train instead of a plane, start a carpool at work
Engage in the arts - go see a local play, check out an art gallery or a small museum, buy art from the farmer's market
Go to the library - to check out a book or a movie or a CD, to use the computers or the printer, to find out if they have other weird rentals like a seed library or luggage, to use meeting space, to file your taxes, to take a class, to ask question
Listen local - see what's happening at local music venues or other events where local musicians will be performing, stop for buskers, find a favorite artist, and support them
Buy local - it's less convenient than online shopping or going to a big box store that sells everything, but try buying what you can from small local shops in your area
Become unmarketable - there are a lot of ways you can disrupt your online marketing surveillance, including buying less, using decoy emails, deleting or removing permissions from apps that spy on you, checking your privacy settings, not clicking advertising links, and...
Use cash - go to the bank and take out cash instead of using your credit card or e-payment for everything! It's better on small businesses and it's untraceable
Give what you can - as capitalism churns on, normal shmucks have less and less, so think about what you can give (time, money, skills, space, stuff) and how it will make the most impact
Talk about wages - with your coworkers, with your friends, while unionizing! Stop thinking about wages as a measure of your worth and talk about whether or not the bosses are paying fairly for the labor they receive
Think about wealthflow - there are a thousand little mechanisms that corporations and billionaires use to capture wealth from the lower class: fees for transactions, interest, vendor platforms, subscriptions, and more. Start thinking about where your money goes, how and where it's getting captured and removed from our class, and where you have the ability to cut off the flow and pass cash directly to your fellow working class people
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Bad Self-Regulation
150mg Lexapro 300mg Trileptal A clonidine for my nerves. And a Wellbutrin in the morning to hold me over.

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CompHet
I once loved a friend, she loved me back. I once was attracted to a friend, she couldn't feel the same. I wish she could've known. I wish I could've known. I once dumped a transmasc --- He came out to me, and I turned him away. Now it's too late, jokes on me, his confidence always intimidated me.

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A Goodbye Letter/Mile Marker
When I hear you laugh... When you dump info, When you mutter to yourself --- The image of an eccentric, I can't get enough of you. I've always liked girls, but never like this. I want to hold hands and feel your arms around me. You can see the full me, it's okay. I'm scared to kiss, cause I don't know what that means. You gotta believe me, I never wanted to fall this hard for you. Even now, I won't even bring it up --- my lips are sealed. Is it okay to love a friend as long as you do it a mile away? It'll all be okay - I now know something I never knew.
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Endless Loop
Been at the end of a rope four times. Each time I promise myself I'll move down south. I'll breath better, dryer air. But I always end up staying by. Every day I still taste brass and copper. I hear blasts and sirens. I see people standing in awe. I feel the water on my skin.
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After Dark
I smoke you, you smoke me. This feeling, ever consuming. The moment we exhale, you kiss me and I begin to melt away. I have this feeling, that this will never work through. But for now, we can love each other through-and-through.

(Photo Credit: Simon Songhurst)
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Lovebirds
Slice of Life Track. Deeply ironic subtext. Looking at all the pretty girls I wish I could be. There are some I see that I just want to look at me. Deep down, I worry they'll reject my existence. I know why --- I'm a tomboy that looks like a guy. I'm too shy. I don't look good even for a boy. I let people play with me like a toy. It's not that I even want to be conventionally attractive --- I want to feel beautiful through my own liberation. I want to feel confident in my skin like a soul feels fulfilled. But all of that seems so out of reach. They seem like nice people, fun and sweet --- But I know I don't got the self-esteem for this. I could go to Bumble, but that's become a sex economy. I wish I could rip out my insecurities, I wish I could create an internalized revolution, But I know for now my self-esteem keeps me from loving.

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Friends Like This
"We're going to help you." They lied with shit-eating grins. "You'll be safe." They said holding the gun to my head.

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Predetermined
I cry over the idea of a better day. I'm always told it's around the corner. I try not to let it get to me --- I keep pushing by. I do anything to get by. I tell myself one day this will matter. You'll find your story in the pain --- Your day will come and they'll hear you. You'll come in swinging in a tuner. Take a drag from a cigarette --- "Cancer in one or many breathes" reads the label. I'm actually hoping it'll blow my heart out. Maybe if I wasn't scared to be addicted to anything more than weed, I could start a hella crank addiction. I probably need to just chill --- But I think it's all predetermined. So why not keep self-destructing? "Memento Mori" and all that hipster shit.
"But that's heresy." --- "But that's not how it statistically works." "Fate is not set in-stone." IDGAF and FTW None of that shit is particularly helpful. How can you not see that any justification you say doesn't apply to me?

#poem#original poem#repressed#religion#atheism#paganism#nihilism#pessimistic#self destructive behavior#self destruction#self reflection#tw
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Poetic Parallel Duality
I got too many friends buried 6ft. under. One overdosed in his dealer's trap. One got blasted in the stomach by a dumbass playing with a gat. One got thrown over 50ft when he slammed into the back of a car with his crotch rocket. I know people who have died fighting for what they believe. I've known people who have died fighting for something someone else believes. Of course, there are all those that have died for the sake of ideology. In retrospect, these deaths seem pointless.

#labor rights#class war#gun violence#addiction#rust belt#americana#neofolk#war#anti war#world peace#poem#original poem#tw
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I Want a Baddie Before the Sun Rises
I sit alone in my bedroom, swiping through dozens of names. In the end, I know what my heart-of-hearts want. I want a bad bitch who can dominate. I act like I'm one of the boys, but I really wanna be your bitch. I might be a tomboy, that just means I want it rough. Choke me, honey. None of the other girls thought to even try. She better look like she can diagnose an engine. I want her looking like the farmer's wife, or that she can survive a cage-fight. She's always outside the bar smoking a cigarette, and beating dudes' asses for cat-calling me. I've always wanted a Dyke on a Bike --- I can be your passenger princess any day. Come-'ere cowgirl and let me be your mare. I wan a bit-and-bridle. She's in my trailer dancing in boxer-shorts and a dad shirt. I'm shaking my hips for her. She's yelling like she's Steph Jerkova. And I hope that this means it will never end. She takes me out to the latest clubs --- I can always feel her hand reaching for my ass. She's got it just as bad for me. Every night I just think about screaming her name. In the end, I know it's all fun-and-games. Just dreams and fantasies. But whenever I think about her --- She's got me saying, I want a baddie before the sun rises.

#rural queer#rural america#rural and trans#mtf trans#mtf girl#transgender#transfem#americana#trailer trash#white trash#redneck#lesbian#wlw#poetry#poem#original poem#midwest#midwest princess#appalachia#butch lesbian#nsfw#neofolk#liberating#repressed#bdsmkink#alternative#bd/sm switch#submisive#nonbinary#butch appreciation
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Autocannibal
I don't even recognize myself in the mirror --- All I see are all the scars along with the years. Something feels off, I thought I saw something in the corner of my eye --- It was just a tear. Flesh and blood poked and boiled, I can feel my muscles make a fist, I do the mental gymnastic twist. Laying in the tub, there is pounding on the walls. Someone's trying to get through the door. My heart is racing but my body's not moving. I see my vision palpitate before everything goes black, and then I pass out on my bathroom floor. I eventually come to. I think I pissed myself.

#disassociation#cannibalism#cannibal#c-ptsd#trauma#panic attack#flashback#depression#anxiety#body horror
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Anything Under the Sun
Could you stay sober for one day, for me? Can you not hit that well, or burn another bush? Don't take another trip to the bathroom. I'm tired of your mints that take the pain away. I'll do anything to see you smile. I'll do anything to never see those tracks again. I would hold you close and never let you go. I know it's hard to stop, but take a moment to think about it. I've known you since we were twelve, and I remember when you were just a kid. You didn't deserve any of this --- You were given a bad hand. But as we round the bend, you need to listen to the band. They're playing you out, my friend, and this is your last show --- Break a leg and keep it coming. We never made it to that Green Day concert. Maybe one day I can go for the two of us.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- R.I.P Colton, you died two years ago but I still think about you all the time. You introduced me to punk, reggae, and oi. You opened my brain to accessible art and I will never forget that you did that.
If you're struggling, it's worth the change, even if it means a little at first. Someone will always love you.

#tw drugs#addiction#tw grief#dealing with grief#dealing with loss#childhood#childhood friends#cannabis#mdma party#fent#opiaddict#tw overdose#tw addiction#rust belt#midwest
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M.A.D (Meeting At Distance)
I have done nothing but long for you, the distance between me and you is too much for us two. I don't know how to close the distance --- Please read my cues, I can't just tell you. I wish I could use my voice, but it's been stripped away. I'm sorry I can't be straightforward, letting go is too hard. When I feel your gaze, my mind fills with clouds. When I look into your eyes, your passion warms my soul. When I hear your voice, your laugh --- I know that I served you well. I want to show you my entire self --- Every scar, stretch mark, and blemish. Every flower, butterfly, and bee. But I'm too locked away. I don't know who keeps who at arms length. I just know I wish I could get to know you more. But what if you got to know me more? You'd probably learn I'm a bit of a pessimist. How do I let you in? I wanna let you in. But I can't let you in. I don't want you to be let in. You wouldn't wanna be let in. If you were in would you be disgusted? If you were in would you collapse in empathy? I don't know, and part of me would rather keep it that way.
#cptsd recovery#actually cptsd#cptsd#ptsd#adhd#relationships#masking#love#romance#friendships#strangers#meeting people#love at first sight#hypersexual#hyper sex drive
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Dopamine Deficiency
Little-by-Little --- Day-by-Day...

#short poem#poem#poetry#adhd#dopamine#neurodiversity#mental health#motivation#self esteem#hope#obstacle#overcome
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