#ft sill

Wildflower Garden...

Monarch!!!! free to use! (its the mascot for everyone who wants to say fuck ice but also for those who’re planning to raid fort sill!)

tags under the cut 

You’ve finally moved to Fort Sill and for so long I wanted you to leave so badly. Yet, a part of my heart aches because the fact that you actually left means you didn’t fight for me. It’s ridiculous to think that you’d fight for me now when you hid everything from me then, but love has never prevailed to logic. I don’t really want us anymore, but it still hurts. What a shame, the way things ended. You pushed me so far over the edge and backed me into a corner all at once that I had nowhere to go. Now I blame myself for cutting you off the way any normal human would react. Maybe I wasn’t fair that night. Maybe you were right, maybe I was under reacting.

I spent so much time sitting in your car the night of November 18, swallowing all of your rotten words just to set my feelings aside once more to check that your heart was okay, while you were shattering mine. For a brief moment, I no longer felt responsible for your feelings. I was able to ruminate amongst the words that slipped from your tongue, of which have left a bitter taste in my mouth. Now I know I have been poisoned. I’ve reverted back to my old ways, always feeling accountable for your feelings and always invalidating my own. I did all of this for you and I feel all of it so deeply, when all you ever did was look out for yourself.

More photos from the Tsuru for Solidarity protest in Lawton, Oklahoma on Saturday, June 22, 2019.   Original post is here.  

After the rains...