Madi
@maddyxoxo99.bsky.social
✨She/her✨
Nature lover and public transit enthusiast. Avid reader.
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Nature lover and public transit enthusiast. Avid reader.
🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈
Feeling really blessed today
May 28, 2024 at 5:28 AM
Feeling really blessed today
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brb gonna make a “DINOSAURS WERE FAGGOTS JUST LIKE ME 😍” shirt
May 20, 2024 at 4:14 AM
brb gonna make a “DINOSAURS WERE FAGGOTS JUST LIKE ME 😍” shirt
I get the feeling I’d be happier as a frog. I could gently float on my lily pad , rent free. No worries in the world , besides which bugs to eat. What a life. I hope they know how good they have it. 🐸
May 20, 2024 at 5:04 AM
I get the feeling I’d be happier as a frog. I could gently float on my lily pad , rent free. No worries in the world , besides which bugs to eat. What a life. I hope they know how good they have it. 🐸
Literally me.
ahhhhhh shit
February 18, 2024 at 5:02 AM
Literally me.
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gods cutest maid transsexual
December 11, 2023 at 10:45 PM
gods cutest maid transsexual
A fantastic poem, refueling the fire that is my hatred for capitalism.
❤️❤️❤️
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Then again,
This infintie self reflection is important.
How could I live with myself,
If I bowed before the markets?
Knees bruising slowly,
On altars of finance.
Capitalist dogmas,
Killing artists,
One dollar at a time.
Extracting value,
Like cattle.
Creativity?
A thing to be milked,
Refined,
Sold.
This infintie self reflection is important.
How could I live with myself,
If I bowed before the markets?
Knees bruising slowly,
On altars of finance.
Capitalist dogmas,
Killing artists,
One dollar at a time.
Extracting value,
Like cattle.
Creativity?
A thing to be milked,
Refined,
Sold.
September 22, 2023 at 10:45 PM
A fantastic poem, refueling the fire that is my hatred for capitalism.
❤️❤️❤️
❤️❤️❤️
Reposted by Madi
Depression is less like a blanket,
More like a bodysuit of weights.
Holding us down,
Sapping our strength.
Numb.
Slowly,
We drift towards death -
Offering a release from a monochromatic world,
Devoid of a future.
Hope can be hard to believe in,
When the world seems to whitewash you,
With cruelty.
More like a bodysuit of weights.
Holding us down,
Sapping our strength.
Numb.
Slowly,
We drift towards death -
Offering a release from a monochromatic world,
Devoid of a future.
Hope can be hard to believe in,
When the world seems to whitewash you,
With cruelty.
September 22, 2023 at 7:38 PM
Depression is less like a blanket,
More like a bodysuit of weights.
Holding us down,
Sapping our strength.
Numb.
Slowly,
We drift towards death -
Offering a release from a monochromatic world,
Devoid of a future.
Hope can be hard to believe in,
When the world seems to whitewash you,
With cruelty.
More like a bodysuit of weights.
Holding us down,
Sapping our strength.
Numb.
Slowly,
We drift towards death -
Offering a release from a monochromatic world,
Devoid of a future.
Hope can be hard to believe in,
When the world seems to whitewash you,
With cruelty.