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green and sweet, but with a taste for salt https://linktr.ee/phebewrites
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copy + proof is a BITCH when you’re indie/self (or just multi-format!) also this premise is intriguing….

ID’d at my own liquor store?

one awful consequence of having a rather timeless personal style is that every few years one of my staple looks becomes trendy again….

Francis would kill me for saying this but the short stories he wrote to pay the rent are much better than his novels.

I want to not be in pain. I want to be allowed to vent my depression with the intensity with which it is visited upon me. I want a gift for my birthday that I didn’t have to pick. I want to write another novel. I want to go to tai chi because it’s been a fucking month and that’s not by my choosing.

wow ! I could hear the mourning dove in my head as I looked at this!

not pictured: oysters on the half, a battered old volume of poetry, prosecco, and divine chemistry

a good friend is a balm and a delight

That guy on the subway watching YouTube on speaker just endorsed Cuomo.

It’s a good thing Congress isn’t alive to see this

What if we DIDN’T do war?? I think that would be nice.

should have gone into the church, gotten a quaint vicarage in wiltshire, been known to all as a lively character who gets deep into her cups at every fete

I felt a melting in me. No more my splintered heart and maddened hand were turned against the wolfish world.

Oh youre jacking off to the sabrina carpenter sexy dog pic? Boring. Ill instead be jacking off to the album covers of Schubert , and Strauss

know this: there are people I respect & do not follow. there are people I follow & do not respect. it`s up to fate—i make no apologies of it

Instead of sparkling water, he now spouts red blood.

mother Mother MOTHER I require a lick of your drink.

I do love being hot.

the hardest thing about chronic pain due to joint instability / general hypermobility is the pain, obviously. the second! is that I have to actively curtail my natural bisexual lounging / sitting incorrectly in chairs tendencies. it’s not good for me but it’s who I am?

lol a month of alexander technique later… it seems I’m actually even taller than anyone knew!

Ignore the amount of butter on that toast. I’m a dairy queen! How else do you think I got so tall?

ugh this is my best playlist (powerful girly bops and post-disco melodies, such a coy smile breaking into unabashed laughter of a vibe)

I kissed a girl TRULY is such a bop.

can’t I just go back to my fourteenth birthday and freeze time there, forever being served peach schnapps by a ruddy swiss farmer and his charming wife after lunch at their home on the side of the matterhorn, exhilarated by several hours’ hiking, surrounded by wildflowers and a view of the valley?

having a fucking major existential crisis because somehow while moving in with my boyfriend I LOST all of my coupe glasses? and my etched glass wine goblets?