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helllo!!!! lurking on this site .. in hopes that i in fact do NOT get discovered. this is my little secret to spy on someone..! kinda exciting dontya think?
here's just a little blurb about me for the soundwaves of the internet so i make my mark forever--
I'm a leo, INTP 5w6 (if you can determine everything about me from that then maybe get help . not that i mind!)
my favorite color is green and i draw and write .. (basic ik!)
i also suck at typing and everything is full of typos because i don't care about how many typos i make as long as the point maybe gets across....
i also love tamagotchi, pokemon, some specific nostalgic anime (less anime nowadays for me... i have watched a LOT though so always you can ask for recs on older anime ;3 )
my username is a funny lil play on the word eternal-- call me nei! or onion!! or whatever cool funny thing ever :]
i dont really know how to use this site.. ill post my writing?? my thoughts????????? i need a echo chamber for my head since its so scattered and murky nowadays.
2d ago
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THE LONGING TO COLLAB AND CREATE WITH OTHER CREATIVE BEINGS IS SO STRONG. so unbelievably tired of robot people that i now find myself shouting out into the abyss of this random website i stumbled across. not knowing if anyone will ever even see this, but i honestly don't care at this point im just over ignoring the gnawing urge whispering (now yelling) at me to put myself out there. despite this whole post reekinggggg of desperation, i swear im someone that has peace in their personal world of creative expression and growth no matter how unideal my circumstances are. im just very aware of the certain limitations that come with isolation and the certain freedoms that come when you push outside comfy ol'reliable, mr.solitary. i believe that collaboration with other creatives is a major key to inspiration, pushing boundaries, raw vulnerability, and elevating self: ingredients that produce truly delicious art.
anyways, if your seeing this and agree with any of it or wanna support my art or wanna talk about cool shi etc. don't hesitate to interact, i swear im a kind person that just has a deep love for all art/creative expression and those who love it too (i say in hopes of not sounding extremely cheesy and creepy) :)
xoxo,
everywhere
Jan 29, 2025
29 yr old in their saturn return in search of a sweet n soft social media space w many memes, herbalism + astrology notes, funky tv/film recs, playlists for an open-to-nearly-gd-everything gemini moon, gushy wushy queer love poems etc etc ..
the list goes on!
i may be here sporadically so tending to messages in a timely manner is not my forté
but it is very nice to meet u on this wide n cwazy web 🌀
this is the most recent pic of myself n a loved one (i promise theyre happy i swear) highly unprepared for a photobooth pic...
its giving child on a chuck e cheese ride
(the bangs 😔)
con amor!
azul galindo
Jan 28, 2025
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i'm new!! hi!! stumbled on here after seeing someone on twitter mention this in passing!! this is a very lovely place. everything has been so cruel and hateful and mean lately. you'd think given how hard life already is, warm and kind spaces like this would be more common. oh well. it does make things feel more special :)
i'm very shy, and honestly, nothing cool goes on in my life so i doubt i'd be able to rec interesting things. after struggling with my younger years, i feel like i'm only now starting to find the things i like and catching up with everyone else :o especially in terms of art and books and film and games and... everything!! this is kind of embarrassing to admit (it's okay though because anonymity is awesome), but i am only now forming a personality!! it's nice to be here though. very good vibes. lurking here is just as great because it doesn't feel like "doomscrolling"
nice to meet you all!! hello!!
Jan 16, 2025
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there is something figuratively beautiful about the things we know and don’t know, the sublime and mundane
and when you visit the beach, do you ever think about if the animals who live in the embrace of the depths remember the beauty of the ocean?
where the salt envelops every single one of us,
accepting us as kin
letting her wind tousle our raw, visceral edges
and pepper them with her sea-foamed kisses
which tell me that it’s okay to pretend
and okay to tell the ocean all of myself
the ocean reaches out to me, hands cloaked in the sharp coolness of water and something else- something i don’t understand
as I poke around in a tide pool, like a vendor at a bustling market, observing the wares that the ocean has to offer
and i turn around and ask her, do the barnacles see themselves? do anemones understand their own beauty, fragile and ephemeral?
i don’t think they do.
but the ocean doesn’t have any words for me, instead shutting my mouth with a shhhh
as her sandy dress rustles down the shore, laced with white foam and gossamer trails of ripples
and wordlessly, tells me to look
and i do.
until the sun hurriedly retreats from the wispy radiance of the moon, enrobed in puffy clouds
and it's just the three of us.
the moon tugs at the ocean’s hand, dancing to their own secret rhythm,
letting me see them in their love.
personally, i think it’s beautiful \\ and i wish i had something like it
and the ocean laughs. nothing jeering or ridiculing, simply an acknowledgement that i understand.
everything around me falls,
like petals cast off from a chrysanthemum.
and then, we were wordless
like the ocean had never spoken in the first place.
i want to descend into the depths of the ocean one day,
to be hugged once more and never again.
not because i am tired of being alive,
but frankly within me exists too much zeal to live.
uncontrollable surges of wow i am alive in flesh, blood through my veins, and thoughts in my head
become more addictive than any form of fentanyl, cocaine, heroin
and better than any gateway into a better life
or a better existence, transcending normality
and the moment it’s just me in my head, without the viscous energy of being alive
suddenly drains me like a leaking bucket,
decrepit and dry.
i want to burn like a torch, setting my world alight into embers,
into flames,
into an inferno.
Sunrise:: being alight || with a halo of only thoughts and dreams || and the divinity of something new
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you know,
all i like to write about is love.
writing is easier when it’s about your own personal experiences of grief, of pain
but love is the beautiful dove of the two
released at a funeral, released at a wedding.
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because the definition is different for everybody.
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the trees rustle again tonight, and the wind gently taps on the windowpane, begging again to be let in
and my thoughts race farther and faster in the night than a pure-bred, hot-blooded racehorse, bucking wild for the first time
my mind buzzes, stricken like a gong, reverberating in the quietness of tonight
as i drag myself closer to you,
you reach out for me, an unspoken, gentle and devout prayer, asking for me in the unspeakable words conveyed in a whisper through actions
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i promised you a fantastical world of your own, where you are safe, through my own creation.
i have created for you in the heart of my own somewhere for me to love you,
fully and infinitely with all of myself.
if this is not where you are safe, then there is nothing else.
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word by word and sentence by sentence
i create dreams i would never tell anybody
not even under the skies of a cloudless night.
when i sleep, i tuck my hopes and sadness under my pillow
and hope a fairy will kidnap it and place in that spot
something i should need more.
but night after night, my dreams just macerate in the container of my heart.
soon, i will drink them like an elixir of truth
and what i am afraid of will come
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