ASK GAME — yes, i am terribly bored... you can also specify if you want me to reply to your question in Spanish, in which case i will gladly do so.

01. I’ll show you a (translated) poem that I like and talk a bit about it. 02. I'll tell you something about the projects I'm working on. 03. I’ll tell you a bit about any homoerotic relationship that was had between any of my favorite Spanish poets or artists. 04. I'll tell you about a Spanish poet's work, life, or any interesting details. 05. I’ll tell you a fun fact about myself. 06. I’ll tell you about how I am and how my day has been. 07. Ask whatever you want!

i saw people doing the tree decorating thing & it looks cute! decorate my tree if you wish. :)

i'm actually stressed because i know for a fact /lorca will teach that 100.000 character limit someday... what will i do then... /lorca part two???

edit: 200.000!!! the limit is 200.000 i'm dumb...

ok i updated the 7 poems to the rentry! time to translate five more

back on Tumblr, it was a bigger platform so i could send anonymous asks and nobody would immediately suspect it was me who sent it. but now in NS all of my oomfs know im a poetry nerd, so i can't tell someone that they remind me of some verses because i'm too embarrassed and because i know they'll find out. can you guys pretend i don't exist everytime i send y'all anon asks please

i wonder how my wonderful /lorca, which already probably has an unimaginable character count, will feel after i paste 7 poems onto it at once.

named my document where i was transcribing some text "trans" yesterday while half asleep. what an amazing phenomenon.

transcribing time

this is me btw if you even care

It snows in the mountains where I live, but not actually on the street or anywhere that's actually livable... I remember going in the snow once when I was very, very little; I would like to experience it again, although I don't think I'd like to live in a very snowy place generally.

sometimes i wonder if i should make a page about my interests but then i remember my interests are just a) poetry & b) the homosexual men who write it

my life is so great

fire/smoke. my garage caught on fire a while ago and bleeegh... i never found it too appealing, but after that incident, i instantly began loathing it.

around 11 i think. as with everything, my classmates at the time told me... i didn't get too mad at it though, i'd already been hearing about it for a while. at around 13, my parents "officially" told me too, although i told them i already knew by then.