hello all my lovelies! to celebrate the turn of the month, we bring you a new lavender (aka "all things queer!") carnival, with a rather eggcellent topic to sink your teeth into. (do not take this as a directive to sink one's teeth into a raw egg, i repeat, do not–) anyway. the question for october's lavender...

(image courtesy of unknown artist) it's been a long time since i've danced with, wrestled with, wondered with, wandered amongst... words, of any real weight. for any purpose other than explaining myself to someone. than for writing something that barely anyone will read nor care about, to a client who will never...

image courtesy of an unknown pinterest artist, (based off another work by Andrea Galad) it's been several weeks since i've been able to breathe words upon a page of my own. this paralysis that's taken ahold of me feels an intoxicating mix of indulgence, insurmountable pressure, and pointlessness all at once. a...

(image courtesy of unknown artist) i miss being human. i miss the feeling of words carrying more than weight, expectations, obligations, overload. i miss the sanctity of crafting them for others back when meaning was deliberate, messy, raw, intentional, full of... itself. when it took days, weeks to sculpt thousands...

(image courtesy of Cheryl Jowen) entry's soundtrack above ^^ i have always been one to guard things close to my chest. the sanctity of life, of everything i've been afforded, cherish, discover, possess; bony fingers wrap protectively around them, worn stuffed toys rising and falling with each measured breath. i just...

tw: discussions of eating disorders, depression, starvation and hospitalisation i've... been in a bad place lately. for a little while now, actually.. it's been an overall fairly shitty first half of my 2026, opening with a series of exceedingly difficult months, during which I: returned to a job i've idolised for a...

(image courtesy of OlgaNovikovaArtist) tonight, a girl, streaming tears she no longer cares to hide remembers the distant shape of a boy she use to know. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ a shape that used to close its weary eyes each night, eyelids seared red from the tireless plucking for long, dark lashes of possibility to place on the...

(image courtesy of eliapelle) "how do you stay connected while practicing digital minimalism, and how did you/do you plan make the switch to more intentional digital interactions?" wow, what a juicy question, past me! i'm so glad you asked :3. i find the concept of "minimalism" in and of itself a tad puzzling....

(image courtesy of avogado) i know that change is the easiest way out, deep down, too. i just feel absolutely powerless at the behest of my mind, especially right now, and wish that i was strong enough to enact such change. but when change is the thing that terrifies me the most, where routine and structure are the...

(image courtesy of unknown artist) it came to me tonight, a small parallel to the absurdity of ED recovery. embarking on a seemingly endless highway, in a car whose petrol tank has a gaping hole bored in the bottom. such that you must constantly pour in endless, seemingly exorbitant amounts of fuel, just to keep...

welcome welcome, dear internet netizens ~ ! gather 'round, gather 'round! there's plenty of room around the small pixel fire (conjured from the depths of gifcities) to warm our metaphorical hands while we wait. seasons be a-changin', especially down under, where i reside swathed in winter blankets and hot XL mugs of...

(image courtesy of @tp-h) a will to live is a heck of a powerful thing. it can drive us, carry us through the most inhospitable and desperate of circumstances. course through our veins in place of oxygen. fuel our pulsing, raging, wanting, healing and hurting bodies, when nourishment is beyond reach. fuel far from...