#lorelangdon

[lorelangdon]

always on my mind

I stir my tea and think of you

and that’s when your message arrives

Perhaps this connection

surpasses time and traverses minds

Blindly, we step in tandem.

Is this magic the red-string of fate…

or am I just always thinking of you?

[rheas-chaos-motivation]

YOU— YEAH YOU! DO THIS THING WITH ME!

THIS IS YOUR AGGRESSIVE SIGN TO CREAT EVERY DAY FOR ONE YEAR.

Okokokokok so the goal is essentially what I said above. Write/draw something every day for a year. I know that sounds like A LOT but even if you can spare 2 minutes in your day to quickly scrible something into your notes app that's perfect.

Why should you bother with this?

You will end up at 365 pieces by the end of the year

you will improve your skills

you are bound to find some gold

even if you miss 1/3 of the days you will still have 243 things!!!

helps you be more in tune with your feeling (especially if you treat it like a journal)

you can try out different styles in a judgement free zone

uhhhh you love me

you will learn how to be more creative

you will have content to post on your blog/publish/submit to contests

you will have something to keep you going/motivated

you won't be alone

AND LOTS OF OTHERS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR

So this is your sign to write with me

(don't worry about starting on the same day just start making stuff)

I will be posting the things I write on @rheas-poetry-motivation

JOIN ME 🫵

Tagging people for reach and cause i love my moots:

@mister-dirty-hands, @bamb1fawn, @outromoony, @themortalityofundyingstars, @garden-of-runar

@ancientpokemonrock, @ang3lic-t3ars, @justiceforplutoo, @albatris, @gayafaaryn

@lorelangdon, @imastoryteller, @chaoticcandle, @gildy-locks, @jamespotterbbg

@seekmemystar, @tequilaqueen, @picklerab23, @a-k-oblackhat, @leahnardo-da-veggie

[lorelangdon]

my love language is blood

promise it will hurt

promise your farewell fails

promise I will be the shard of glass

under every step you take when you leave

and if you can’t

at least paint me in your breath 

my memory—a shadow hidden in your chest

[lorelangdon]

I love her // I mourn her

they told her she was stupid (she wasn’t)

they told her she was spoiled (she wasn’t)

they told her she was shameful (she wasn’t)

they told her she was ugly (she wasn’t)

Then I arrived in this body.

The little girl—no where to be seen

and every day, I seek out slivers of

this little, runaway girl

I seek her in the reflection of the moon

in the pure-soul sound of falling rain

in the goofy dances of best friends—that occur when no one’s watching

I seek her in the flower fields, never picked by a human hand.

[lorelangdon]

I have to do // I have to be // what you must see

a clock's cogs turning

a forgotten candle burning

I'm a puppet poorly strung.

with moth-riddled lungs

I feel the pulls

the yanks and tugs

to move my limbs

and burn my lungs

I feel my strings unweaving

A puppet poorly strung.

In all my life, there's not a night

my show has failed to ease you

I dance the part

with quick-step darts

at the final spin–I listen

S

I

L

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N

C

E

a slice through my muslin heart

this isn't a show (to you)

it's just who I am (to you)

it seems I've been lost (to you)

[lorelangdon]

message in a bottle

I miss you, again.

It’s heavier than last time.

maybe the sea of all that ever is,

and all that will ever be,

could bring thee my missing misery?

and you can look to the stars,

your feet kissed by the tide,

and you can hold a piece

of my heart in your stride—

and our distant love shall forever be

united within the starry sea. 

[lorelangdon]

kiss it all better

for what good is love

if no lips dance along my neck tonight

for what good is love

if no strong hand twirls my hair

My obsession pounds through my brain

place your apology, a whisper—

a press of the lips onto my forehead

and remind me of how lovely this misery can be

[lorelangdon]

drink me

crimson glossing over ivory teeth

that pink grin of yours—

it's my favorite: flavor, color, fervor

a soul, pounding through my veins

take it from me

taste me until I'm no longer me—but instead, you

-Lore Langdon

[lorelangdon]

moments with the moon

In the soft and gentle mist

the moon burns my fears with her light

I sit under a peach tree

she tells me stories

I sing her songs

she is so otherworldly

that I feel beautiful

for simply having touched her

[lorelangdon]

pain proves existence

“You,” he said. I turned back to find him standing up. He was quiet, mouth searching for the right words. “You’re not even out the door and I miss you.”

I smiled sadly. “I’ve missed you for a very long time.” 

He inhaled at that, and my gaze drifted to what he was holding. A half used syringe, with god knows what in it. 

The silence said everything we weren’t strong enough to. 

I can’t be apart of you killing yourself. 

You can’t acknowledge your addiction.

I think of him often and fondly, and sometimes the weight of my concern fractures my heart just a little more. An ever-present creaking in my chest. My heartache may be the last thing, the last evidence, of him existing in this world.

[lorelangdon]

tell me how this makes you feel:

“It was the kind of night that made you understand why the pagans saw god in the seasons. Magic tucked itself into every falling leaf, and the spice it left in the air was like a warm hug from a friend you’ve known for a thousand years; as their arms embrace yours, you remember all you have forgotten, and know somewhere deep that you will forget and remember again. The night’s star-kissed wind promised something rare: a human experience for my not-entirely-human self.”

This is a snippet from my story.

-Lore Langdon

[lorelangdon]

you were real (to me)

his cologne, so faint I may have imagined

on my bathroom sink, his silver watch abandoned

my gold rings lie next to his, the contrast—it dulls

how it looked when our hands held—my heartache lulls

tragic these charms predict what we

in love, were too blind to see

I promised not to hurt you (much)

yet, it was I who was destroyed by your touch

and though I kILlED—no cruelty meant

the taste was lovely—a heart, so innocent.

[lorelangdon]

Dream me // Drown me

On lonely, sea-sick nights

when the candlelight dies

and the sea shore writhes

and darkness is all that drowns—

I swear, there is a glimpse of him behind my eyelids

echoing the burn of a staring flame.

[lorelangdon]

the “me” who it wasn’t safe to be

she knows every brook and meadow

the rotten logs, the vines of the willow

she knows every passion and every life

she knows the corpses, their necks slit by knives

no soul escapes

this forever-winter land

a fanged smile

a crooked hand

they are the last sight my eyes will drink

until who I was—who I am—who I think

becomes the last memory—my goodbye kiss

I lay on the dark, dark moss—and turn to mist

she

b r e a t h e s a t l a s t

[lorelangdon]

i love your poems, they're short but really have an ability to leave n impact

Thank you so much! This message means a lot to me. 💕🥹💕

-Lore Langdon

[rheas-chaos-motivation]

EXTREMELEY late intro post

(photos based off my current WIP) (called Club Runaway)

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My name is Rhea

Pronouns: she/her

This blog is basically about writing, my enemy @mister-dirty-hands, and a sprinkle of whatever I want

my TERRIBLE poetry side blog: @rheas-poetry-motivation

DNI IF YOU ARE:

a creep

homophobic, transphobic, etc

zionist

just hateful in general

anyone else who is rude

Some lovely people (my mutuals):

@mister-dirty-hands, @bamb1fawn, @outromoony, @themortalityofundyingstars, @garden-of-runar

@ancientpokemonrock, @ang3lic-t3ars, @justiceforplutoo, @albatris, @gayafaaryn

@lorelangdon, @imastoryteller, @chaoticcandle, @the-only-country, @jamespotterbbg

@seekmemystar, @tequilaqueen, @picklerab23, @a-k-oblackhat, @leahnardo-da-veggie

AND APOLOGIES TO MY POOKIEWOOKIEBANANNATOOKIEBEAR @eefst-ar13

@reimanicwriting beautiful, amazing person check them out!!!

let me know if you want to be added or removed 🩷

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