the flowers are forever. ❀

hey. i'm omishi.

i am a yuripilled weirdo filipino american trans girl (she/they). i am 19. i am studying philosophy. i am god. i am a synthesis of all parts of the internet culture i was steeped in. i am built by ruins and garbage. i am an emotional wreck. i am hopeful despite everything that has happened.

i love art. i love comfort. i love the world. i love fish. i love making the world better. i love flowers. i love the efforts to end all systems of oppression and their forms and manifestations—capitalism, misogyny, racism, ableism, queerphobia, fatphobia, islamophobia, the police state, etc. i love yuri. i love you. (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

this site is meant to be functional more than anything else. i will not do much other than write.

what i'm doing right now: working on assignments. storymaking has been put on hiatus, especially since i'm not sure where it'll be taken due to me realizing how daunting such a task is. it also doesnt help that i'm getting bogged down by assignments. i have had 2 pages for it done so far. i am currently writing out some more ideas in my head.

i am not available for contact other than discord. my discord is trashbrainsyndrome, which is taken directly from hot allostatic load. i do not have a public twitter. only a private one. i don't have an instagram. i plan to delete my tumblr soon. i don't know if i'll get rid of my substack soon. you can also contact me through omisher@proton.me






"over a long time, we traced ourselves back to one simple wish
and we might've found it
something that gave us our own outlines
and the reason why we're here."