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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

I love that yesterday’s tomato soup was the best I’ve made yet, and that while I was looking up the recipe my little came up and asked me to make some 🥰

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JD Long @jdlong.cerebralmastication.com · 08/08/2026

I love a little poetry in the weekend. <reads poetry> Gotdamn that poetry got hands.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

I Wanted to Be Something You Could Want You said it with such finality— like closing a door was a sacred act. Like denial was #divine, and I was the devil you kissed too long. You didn’t walk away because you stopped feeling. You walked because you did, and couldn’t stand the trembling. #vss365

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 05/08/2026

No need for sky-lit chaos— just the slow burn of being known in silence. I don’t need explosions when Your gaze makes constellations of me. #vss365 #chaos

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IrishLisa 🌈 @irishlisa.bsky.social · 30/07/2026

brake lines breaking times timing rings tiny things things ache hearts wake waking slow letting go #vss365 #Brake #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #WritingCommunity #BlueskyPoets #ChainRhyme #RhymingCouplets #Wordplay

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Mr. Bartokomous @mrbartokomous.bsky.social · 30/07/2026

Whoever said "they don't want pussy, they want to endlessly criticize pussy" about these clowns hit the nail on the head.

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Playboy @playboy.com · 30/07/2026

What are the incel men up to over on X? Focussing on a quirk of women’s bodies most of us have never even thought about before now. Our take? "Making women mad and getting likes from fellow incels is all they have going for them." Read now: www.playboy.com/read/sex/the...

An X post by user @BrianAtlas that reads: "Hiplet trend of men refusing to date women with hip dips is INFURIATING women. If it’s okay for women to have a height preference, it’s okay for men to prefer to date women without hip dips." It comes with a diagram.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

I love that a week after my boyfriend accidentally popped my shoulder back into place(!!), my friend who I rock climb with finally checked his instagram messages and texted 🥰🥰 synchronicities are the best.

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Arliden the Bard @arliden.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

you lean over me your hair a private curtain around me your hands press my shoulders stay down your smile half the loving sun half the playful moon my eager hands can only know the smooth and the shape if your legs your hips move you offer a tease of an entrance I beg you to descend #vss365

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L.A. TACO @lataco.bsky.social · 26/07/2026

Sunday Taquitos #30: Flock This! Art by @ivan-ehlers.bsky.social

A cartoon of two people standing under a flock camera speaking to each other. The man says “I’m fine with mass surveillance ‘cause I’m not doing anything wrong.” The woman responds “… Until someone changes the definition of what’s ‘wrong.’”

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Arrianna Marie Planey, PhD MA @arrianna-planey.bsky.social · 27/07/2026

You can't claim to be an advocate for maternal and child health and be anti-vaccines.

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Bithi Paul @bithipaulauthor.bsky.social · 22/07/2026

the sun sets in my eyes feels like for ever in the moonlit dusk self pity gets a #tailwind flowers lose their scent their beauty seems meaningless stars twinkle overhead keeping hope smoldering #vss365 #bionicanadian

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 21/07/2026

Lost my #balance again Frolicks turned to fretting Turned to frost And all I love leaves Like waves pulling out From shore You’ll never step In the same water twice Here Where we begin and end Again I keep looking for my balance In water that won’t hold still. #vss365

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Jesspooka Kant 🎃 @jessdkant.bsky.social · 20/07/2026

A lot of people don’t realize the dust bowl wasn’t a natural phenomenon. It happened when agrobusiness interests dramatically transformed the plains without regard for drought, and created vicious dust storms that choked whole families to death. That’s what I think of when I read about data centers.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 18/07/2026

When you’re jumping on the trampoline thinking about lighting up a joint and your friend of a decade you’ve never seen smoke before brings you one to share. If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is 😌🥰

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Amanda Mull @amandamull.bsky.social · 17/07/2026

I do think pinning this on specifically Taco Bell is weird since many confirmed cases aren’t people who ate at Taco Bell at all and we know the actual source—Taylor Farms—distributes lettuce and other produce to many, many other large food businesses

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Arliden the Bard @arliden.bsky.social · 17/07/2026

I like how it arrives but it is so impolite when it departs like being thrown off a train before your destination my feet are sore after walking back to the station I sit I wait trains keep going by nothing stops I look for your face in the windows maybe I could know where you're going #vss365

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Katie Mack @astrokatie.com · 17/07/2026

Probably more helpful to think of them not so much as “Canadian wildfires” but rather “climate change wildfires currently consuming Canada”

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Ahmed Baba @ahmedbaba.bsky.social · 16/07/2026

It’s impossible to move the debate forward when one side is committed to upholding a disinformation-fueled, dehumanizing false reality that leads to the state-sanctioned street killings of innocent people. There are not two sides to this particular story. Full stop.

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Momo @heyheymomo.bsky.social · 16/07/2026

Rise and grind

4 panel momo comic:

Panel 1: momo in bed. We see the sun has risen through the bedroom window. Text reads “I wake up”

Panel 2: momo behind his table. There’s a coffee pot and a pink cup of coffee on it. Text reads “pour myself a little coffee”

Panel 3: he’s in a chair behind the table with an opened laptop and a glass of water. It says “check my little emails”

Panel 4: we see he left his house. Door still a little bit open. Text: “ignore them a little bit” as momo gleefully goes to play outside rather than answering his work duties

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 16/07/2026

At my desk But my minds #departed Daydreams of you Twirling me And this little Life We’re building Wild and free #vss365

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 10/07/2026

I love this healed version of me who can choke out the version of me who would’ve burned it all down at this point. 👏🏼

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Raven @ravenbranhard.bsky.social · 09/07/2026

between sound and silence my hand finds yours a frolic begins where time forgets itself we circle one another until laughter becomes light and light becomes the only language this day with you will remember #vss365 #frolic #poetry #fineart #guillaume-seignac

Pierrot's Embrace (also known as Pierrot Vainqueur or In a Mask) 1913 oil-on-canvas by Guillaume Seignac, showing a masked Pierrot in white embracing a woman in a flowing dress, their faces close together in an intimate, theatrical moment.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 09/07/2026

We #frolic in the moonlight, your hand finding mine finding yours. Not magic— Just Your breath matching mine, two rhythms learning each other. You look at me. I look back. Seen, and seeing. #vss365

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A s p e n🕊️©️(AspenBrave®️™️) @aspenbrave.bsky.social · 07/07/2026

tender is our touch revealing the unspoken poetry within ©️Aspen 👇 youtu.be/TrqncNVA0FY Love & miss you (BBS), Aspen🕊️ #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #Poetry #tender #revealing

tender is our touch
revealing the unspoken
poetry within
©Aspen

Image is a man and woman reading

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sasha and the banshees @trashphalt.beauty · 07/07/2026

coward ass fuckaas piece of shit

WordyGirl @wordygirl639.... • 9m

In her interview she stated that she decided to comply for her own safety. That is NOT rape....it is rape if you fight to the end!!!! This kind of timing always makes me suspicious and her statement solidified my concern.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 07/07/2026

Stand naked over me Let moon beams fall Come closer— open, Pour out your heart, your hopes, your fears We trace the map of each other’s skin #Revealing scars we’ve kept hidden as secrets Laughing when our noses bump Careful with the parts still healing #vss365

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Arliden the Bard @arliden.bsky.social · 09/05/2026

so exciting and intoxicating was it to be near you all my memories became one when you were far I would look for you in fireflies their blinks an echo of your wonder countless times I imagined stroking your hair as your head lay in my lap so sure that no love was as amazing as ours #SenseWrds 218

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Matthew R Francis @bowlerhatscience.org · 17/06/2026

that assumes lack of consent isn't what turns him on. Porn is everywhere, and frankly inexpensive. But if violating other people's boundaries are the regressive thrill, then a lot of porn isn't going to do it.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 15/06/2026

He was #distant as a god who doesn’t need your prayers but accepts them anyway, and I was devout in my ruin. Something basically terrible. But terrible the way cathedrals are: vast and cold and luminous, built to make you small on purpose. This hurt like meaning. This hurt like home. #vss365 #bdsm

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 15/06/2026

I’m convinced that people who hate on teenagers are just jerks to teenagers. What do you mean my friend’s son just biked over a loaf of a cinnamon sourdough bread AND it was his idea, not my friends. 🥹🥰

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Chembu🌺🧶♿ - Ko-Fi shop Updated. Checkout please! @chembarathi.northsky.social · 12/06/2026

I'm on the bathroom floor again, and breathing is hard, and eating's been hard, and sleeping, the world is a laden thing rolling around on my chest lately. Just being alive is heavy tonight, but we have enough dead friends. Come over. - LENA OLEANDERSON #Poetry 💙📚👀

We Have Enough Dead Friends

BY LENA OLEANDERSON

Come over. The doors are open, my flat's a mess and so is my heart but the doors are always open. Come over. I will make soup, probably from frozen but the important thing is we will both eat.

You don't have to be dying, but if you are, or you feel like you are, or if living's been hard, call me, and I will show up. It doesn't have to be that bad, it doesn't have to be bad at all, but if it is, please call.

Do you want me to do the groceries? Do you want me to mop the floors? Do you need to be held; you don't have to be dying to be held. If you want me to be there, I want to.

I'm on the bathroom floor again, and breathing is hard, and eating's been hard, and sleeping, the world is a laden thing rolling around on my chest lately. Just being alive is heavy tonight, but we have enough dead friends. Come over.

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Association for Scottish Literature @asls.org.uk · 30/05/2026

my grandmother was called Nasreen, that she died two years ago in Tabriz and I couldn’t go to say goodbye, that she knew nothing of power, nuclear or otherwise… —Marjorie Lotfi, “On seeing Iran in the news, I want to say” THE WRONG PERSON TO ASK, @bloodaxebooks.bsky.social 2023 #BookWormSat #poem

Marjorie Lotfi
On seeing Iran in the news, I want to say

my grandmother was called Nasreen,
that she died two years ago in Tabriz
and I couldn’t go to say goodbye,
that she knew nothing of power,
nuclear or otherwise. I want to say
that the bonfires for Chahar Shanbeh Suri
were built by our neighbour’s hands;
as children we were taught to jump over
and not be caught by the flames. I want to say
my cousin Elnaz, the one born after I left,
has a son and two degrees in Chemistry,
and had trouble getting a job. I want to say
that the night we swam towards
the moon hanging over the horizon
of the Caspian Sea, we found ourselves
kneeling on a sandbar we couldn’t see
like a last gift. I want to say
I’m the wrong person to ask.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 28/05/2026

#vss365 The words once sweet now feel like stone What once was ours now stands alone In the silence distance grew A space between me & between you Your anger, sharp like winters bite Turned warmth to cold, turned day to night I reached for you but you pulled away &in that #rift love slipped astray

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 28/05/2026

#vss365 #poem #bdsm “The Offering” …. I want to kneel where your name tastes like promise, where my skin learns the language of your need. I want to be soft— not in the absence of strength, but in the #gravity of it. Soft for you. Open for you. A quiet ache meant only for you.

The Offering

I ache to be undone
in your hands—
to slip into the hush
of your voice,
to let my breath
become your rhythm.

I want to be taken—
not just touched,
but shaped
by the weight of your wanting.

I want to kneel
where your name tastes
like promise,
where my skin
learns the language
of your need.

I want to be soft—
not in the absence of strength,
but in the gravity of it.
Soft for you.
Open for you.
A quiet ache
meant only for you.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 24/05/2026

Sundays were made for smoking joints on a swing under the apple tree, the air full of bird song and a radio playing in the distance. 😌

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 22/05/2026

And I? I would’ve given you the kind of love that ruins a man. The kind that rewrites your breath patterns. That #lingers in the backs of your knees when you’re trying to forget how I sounded saying please. #vss365 #excerpt maybe one day I’ll share it all but it’s tender 💕

You wanted to be adored
but not held accountable.
To be chosen without choosing back.
To be worshipped
without ever becoming sacred.

And I?

I would’ve given you
the kind of love
that ruins a man.
The kind that rewrites
your breath patterns.
That lingers
in the backs of your knees
when you’re trying to forget
how I sounded
saying please.

You’ll never get that again.

And one day—
some quiet morning
when you’re lying next to someone
you don’t trust to hold your name—
you’ll hear my voice
in the back of your skull,
telling you what it could’ve been.
What it almost was.

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Write4Eddie @write4eddie.bsky.social · 21/05/2026

In case you are getting numb and need a big list of reminders of how none of this is normal. #resist

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 21/05/2026

#vss365 I trace the space where love should be, A hollow carved out too deep to see. He won’t notice, not yet, what slipped through his hands— The trust I once offered, the space where love stands. It’s the silence between us, where things fade away, A quiet #betrayal, in the soft light of day.

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Saeed Jones @theferocity.bsky.social · 20/05/2026

I’m coming to understand that maintaining hope is radical.

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Alyssa @herbluebellheart.bsky.social · 19/05/2026

I begged for His pain. #Feral. Needy. Heady with lust. Craving His darkness the way lungs crave air. The sadist & His masochist. He smiles slowly, tugs my leash closer, whispers, “I’m doing this for you.” We know that’s not quite true. His hunger answers mine. Freedom as surrender. #vss365

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