Holding Onto my Sanity Ramblings
@shambling.bsky.social
Shuffling mass of flesh and skeleton
If frost is biting, then heat is chewing. Masticating. It gums you up to a nice, fine mush.
January 20, 2026 at 9:12 AM
If frost is biting, then heat is chewing. Masticating. It gums you up to a nice, fine mush.
You inspire love within me. What is love? Trust? Maybe a part of it. A tug? Comfort? Safety? Peace and strength and support?
January 14, 2026 at 8:05 AM
You inspire love within me. What is love? Trust? Maybe a part of it. A tug? Comfort? Safety? Peace and strength and support?
I don’t know who I am. I think that terrifies me. Because, isn’t that something I should have? Shouldn’t I just know that, intuitively? How can I not know myself? What is wrong with me?
January 11, 2026 at 7:36 PM
I don’t know who I am. I think that terrifies me. Because, isn’t that something I should have? Shouldn’t I just know that, intuitively? How can I not know myself? What is wrong with me?
A part of me is still there.
A part of me is still there, being screamed at by you.
A part of me is still there, running to your beck and call, hoping I’m fast enough to avoid your anger.
A part of me is still there, being screamed at by you.
A part of me is still there, running to your beck and call, hoping I’m fast enough to avoid your anger.
January 11, 2026 at 5:11 AM
A part of me is still there.
A part of me is still there, being screamed at by you.
A part of me is still there, running to your beck and call, hoping I’m fast enough to avoid your anger.
A part of me is still there, being screamed at by you.
A part of me is still there, running to your beck and call, hoping I’m fast enough to avoid your anger.
Winter is inward. That’s why I like it, I think.
It’s a time for Introspection. For reflecting.
Maybe that’s why my winters are so existential.
Because when you look inward, and inwards for you is a tumultuous state of confusion and chaos, introspection isn’t going to feel great.
It’s a time for Introspection. For reflecting.
Maybe that’s why my winters are so existential.
Because when you look inward, and inwards for you is a tumultuous state of confusion and chaos, introspection isn’t going to feel great.
January 10, 2026 at 8:27 AM
Winter is inward. That’s why I like it, I think.
It’s a time for Introspection. For reflecting.
Maybe that’s why my winters are so existential.
Because when you look inward, and inwards for you is a tumultuous state of confusion and chaos, introspection isn’t going to feel great.
It’s a time for Introspection. For reflecting.
Maybe that’s why my winters are so existential.
Because when you look inward, and inwards for you is a tumultuous state of confusion and chaos, introspection isn’t going to feel great.
Idk how he did it but Jhariah’s Trust Ceremony is a modern Welcome to the Black Parade. It’s so good ;_;
June 17, 2025 at 11:56 PM
Idk how he did it but Jhariah’s Trust Ceremony is a modern Welcome to the Black Parade. It’s so good ;_;
Currently listening to Bishop Briggs new album, it’s gas
October 20, 2024 at 9:37 PM
Currently listening to Bishop Briggs new album, it’s gas