#3/5/24

[poemsonmars]

breathing has gotten

harder again lately.

i'm not sure if it's the

gaping hole in my chest

where their love used to be,

or the fact that i'm alone again

and the depression has found

its way back into my rib cage.

or maybe it's the smoking.

i hate that i've fallen back into

all of my bad habits so quickly,

but it's the only way

i know how to survive.

i don't know why life insists

on teaching me lessons

but i hope the next one

is learning how to rest.

-mars

[appledash-daily]

Unlike the rest of the mane6, Rainbow Dash and Applejack never have male love interests.

And they (especially Rainbow) are visibly uncomfortable with the flirting from male ponies.

In conclusion, lesbians.

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

6 days till more Wilmon moments to make us scream.. ❤️❤️

[conniesblueboys]

❤️💙

[indigocaste]

Dd and the white queen

[pavelzacha]

Oh look taylor hall’s ex

[renee-writer]

Koda, wee little fluff

[blueboxbeagleart]

Alphard

[theswandragon]

Daily Poem 3/5/24

We listen to the stories, Modern legends, myths, and rhymes. We value our own moments, By their permanence in time.

But the future doesn't care yet, About what is yet to come. And you can only care so much, When it's already been done.

In the infinite modern world, Surrounded by the infinite expanse of life, When we're taught nothing except how to drown, How can we swim through waves of strife?

We can learn to tread water, But just barely staying afloat only lasts so long. And with the modern legends as our guides, If we can't fly we must be doing something wrong.

But there's something fundamentally broken.

The legends are growing stale, When you know how every one ends. The myths are falling into mist, And soon just fall straight to missed. Missed the mark, missing the point, Meaningless when the curtain rises And you see the pain behind it all.

All that's left are the rhymes, And there's little new about them. The words might change with the times, But in the end we just want to be free. We just want to know that we matter, That there will be something to see.

We'll try to write new stories, And remember those who can't. And however much we're able, We'll make the next stage more stable. We'll find a way past the apathy, And find a way to our community. And whenever the world falters, We'll get it back in order.

So do what you can, when you can, Because that's all we can ever ask. Live your own legend to the fullest, And write a rhyme for those who'll never get the chance.

~Swan

[welkinalauda]

Moved the house paperwork out of the tool box.

[ancientcatbuddy]

[iamthesineater]

I bought my mom a statue and broke it before we made it home to show her 😭

[icehockey-obsessed]

Can Columbus go fuck themselves, fo real?

[heart-soul-horse]

APHA fucked it up good. Idk what to do now

[sertse-i-nizh]

5/3/24

HOT DOG by limp bizkit is song of the day!

“ain’t life a bitch? a fucked up ditch?

a fucked up sore with a fucked up stitch

a fucked up head, it’s a fucked up shame

swingin’ on my nuts is a fucked up game

jealousy fillin’ up a fucked up mind

it’s real fucked up like a fucked up crime

if i say fuck two more times

that’s 46 fucks in this fucked up rhyme.”

[nudimane]

how i mark my very important food possessions

:3c mmmmmmilk