Sosa Wantonabe✨🏴☠️🏳️⚧️(LuKChi)
@krissycrossed.bsky.social
it's not about me
"The closer you get to the moon, the easier it is to see the imperfect surface of craters and dusty scars!" - Nicholas Reiner
"The closer you get to the moon, the easier it is to see the imperfect surface of craters and dusty scars!" - Nicholas Reiner
this is a poem where I took my anxiety and tried to turn it into art.
June 27, 2025 at 10:33 AM
this is a poem where I took my anxiety and tried to turn it into art.
Every dick pic a selfie
April 14, 2025 at 10:43 PM
Every dick pic a selfie
Call me Sunny
March 11, 2025 at 6:15 AM
Call me Sunny
A poem that's TOTALLY NOW AT ALL about my mom being mad that I'm moving in with my girlfriend
February 23, 2025 at 12:41 AM
A poem that's TOTALLY NOW AT ALL about my mom being mad that I'm moving in with my girlfriend
if witches use books for power... is the @britishlibrary.bsky.social like, they're favorote spot to #hang?
December 28, 2024 at 11:03 AM
if witches use books for power... is the @britishlibrary.bsky.social like, they're favorote spot to #hang?
December 26, 2024 at 3:51 AM
me: DON'T look at my tits
my shirt:
my shirt:
December 24, 2024 at 8:16 AM
me: DON'T look at my tits
my shirt:
my shirt:
feel the gaping pull of death
in frozen peaceful black,
still i lay, holding my breath
whishing for what thing i lack
a zeal for life and more although
i feel, just holds me back
and so let loose red river's flow
and choose my final fall
quell my mind from fear i know as left behind, all trivial.
in frozen peaceful black,
still i lay, holding my breath
whishing for what thing i lack
a zeal for life and more although
i feel, just holds me back
and so let loose red river's flow
and choose my final fall
quell my mind from fear i know as left behind, all trivial.
December 23, 2024 at 12:44 PM
feel the gaping pull of death
in frozen peaceful black,
still i lay, holding my breath
whishing for what thing i lack
a zeal for life and more although
i feel, just holds me back
and so let loose red river's flow
and choose my final fall
quell my mind from fear i know as left behind, all trivial.
in frozen peaceful black,
still i lay, holding my breath
whishing for what thing i lack
a zeal for life and more although
i feel, just holds me back
and so let loose red river's flow
and choose my final fall
quell my mind from fear i know as left behind, all trivial.
my version:
December 10, 2024 at 8:50 PM
my version: