The Headless Star

How in the hell are people STILL reblogging my face from 15 years ago?? Why is it still floating at the top of whatever “ladyboy” hashtag archive like I’m some ancient relic??

I hate and love that kind of popularity at the same time… it’s annoying, but also kinda iconic.

And honestly, I keep thinking:

I do not wanna be one of those internet ghosts where I die for 10 years and THEN people discover my swamp-bride GIF and turn me into a mysterious cult icon. Like wow, thanks for the fame babes, but why did I have to be DEAD first?? Lmao

Iconic, yes.

I just realized she taught me everything she could.

Her roots shaped me.

Her shadows sharpened me.

Her silence turned into a song I can carry anywhere.

I left the soft world gently,

like someone who finally understands why innocence hurts.

Pretty things go strange when they grow and some hearts don’t belong in cages made of nature or neon.

Goodbye, old magic.

I’m taking you with me.

Into a world that feels louder, colder,

but I walk through it glowing, untouched in a way they’ll never understand.

Because I learned beauty in the dirt,