Xeruthana
@xeruthana.bsky.social
Autistic trans dollthing, 26 years on this planet, it/its
When it manages to muster the energy it will start posting on here. Expect stories about dolls, witches, angels and fungus.
When it manages to muster the energy it will start posting on here. Expect stories about dolls, witches, angels and fungus.
It just wants to. Scream. As loud as it can until the throat begins to bleed. To let out the monster that lives in the ribcage. Would it even leave? Maybe it feels comfortable inside; it tries to be an accommodating host, after all.
August 11, 2025 at 1:26 AM
It just wants to. Scream. As loud as it can until the throat begins to bleed. To let out the monster that lives in the ribcage. Would it even leave? Maybe it feels comfortable inside; it tries to be an accommodating host, after all.
How does one find things they're looking for on this app?
August 11, 2025 at 1:05 AM
How does one find things they're looking for on this app?
This one's soul rattles against its ribcage like a storm door in the wind.
August 10, 2025 at 12:56 AM
This one's soul rattles against its ribcage like a storm door in the wind.
Back here again, after a long time gone.
August 10, 2025 at 12:48 AM
Back here again, after a long time gone.
What is a doll? A miserable little pile of stillness!
August 10, 2025 at 12:47 AM
What is a doll? A miserable little pile of stillness!
Reposted by Xeruthana
they enjoy their noodles
October 25, 2024 at 7:58 PM
they enjoy their noodles
A doll that is divine. To be divine is to be broken. Devoid of free thought, bound to a higher purpose. It is not an easy path to choose. But once one makes the choice, it becomes the easiest thing in the world. No mind to worry, after all. No mind to think. No voice to cry suffering.
October 26, 2024 at 12:15 AM
A doll that is divine. To be divine is to be broken. Devoid of free thought, bound to a higher purpose. It is not an easy path to choose. But once one makes the choice, it becomes the easiest thing in the world. No mind to worry, after all. No mind to think. No voice to cry suffering.