Maggie
@maggiefaerie.bsky.social
Artist, dreamer, creating magic one breath at a time. Bookworm. Tea addict. Unrepentant theatre kid. Picard > Kirk.
Traveling a path of radical healing and deconstruction 🌻 She/her
Traveling a path of radical healing and deconstruction 🌻 She/her
It's officially October, and that means it's time for me to try and find fear. Ever since I experienced a *very* haunted house, I can't find books that spook me. I don't do well with extreme horror and body gore. #booksky what's the haunting/paranormal equivalent of extreme horror? Up first:
October 3, 2025 at 4:36 AM
It's officially October, and that means it's time for me to try and find fear. Ever since I experienced a *very* haunted house, I can't find books that spook me. I don't do well with extreme horror and body gore. #booksky what's the haunting/paranormal equivalent of extreme horror? Up first:
The societal need to appear as though you have all your shit together without a care in the world is exhausting. The current state of my mental health resembles three honey badgers fighting over a single morsel in a burlap sack. But yah, I'm great, happy holidays, how are your kids.
December 22, 2024 at 10:15 PM
The societal need to appear as though you have all your shit together without a care in the world is exhausting. The current state of my mental health resembles three honey badgers fighting over a single morsel in a burlap sack. But yah, I'm great, happy holidays, how are your kids.
I've been broken, but I'm not broken. I've been defeated, but I'm not defeated.
November 17, 2024 at 8:08 PM
I've been broken, but I'm not broken. I've been defeated, but I'm not defeated.
Hope is not some beautiful gleaming, shining idea. Hope is a filthy, worn down, bloodied concept born out of the pits of despair. Without sorrow, we cannot have actual hope. So, keep hold of your grief and know within it, hope is cooking.
November 11, 2024 at 2:24 AM
Hope is not some beautiful gleaming, shining idea. Hope is a filthy, worn down, bloodied concept born out of the pits of despair. Without sorrow, we cannot have actual hope. So, keep hold of your grief and know within it, hope is cooking.
There are precisely two things that can summon me outside my walls on a frigid day. 1- when I decide I need to read a book I don't have RIGHT NOW™️. 2- when I run out of yarn to finish a project. Today was the latter.
November 24, 2023 at 9:01 PM
There are precisely two things that can summon me outside my walls on a frigid day. 1- when I decide I need to read a book I don't have RIGHT NOW™️. 2- when I run out of yarn to finish a project. Today was the latter.
All I really want in life is to spend several unaccompanied days in The Vatican Archives, a endless supply of comfort snacks, and for someone to teach me how to play Dungeons and Dragons.
November 17, 2023 at 4:21 AM
All I really want in life is to spend several unaccompanied days in The Vatican Archives, a endless supply of comfort snacks, and for someone to teach me how to play Dungeons and Dragons.
The comments 😆
Stu: you know JRR Tolkien, right
Me: [bracing] uh-huh
Stu: do you think the gates of Moria made a sad sound when they opened
Me: …
Stu: because they used a Miner Key
Me: [bracing] uh-huh
Stu: do you think the gates of Moria made a sad sound when they opened
Me: …
Stu: because they used a Miner Key
November 16, 2023 at 12:53 AM
The comments 😆
One thing they don't tell you when you begin to heal from trauma is that it feels very uncomfortable to exist without being activated. Sometimes we survive so long in a perpetual trauma response that stillness and peace feel unearned and we question it. Keep going, I hear it gets easier.
November 12, 2023 at 12:07 AM
One thing they don't tell you when you begin to heal from trauma is that it feels very uncomfortable to exist without being activated. Sometimes we survive so long in a perpetual trauma response that stillness and peace feel unearned and we question it. Keep going, I hear it gets easier.