Mike Wazowski falando blá-blá-blá seboso
i want to get a master's degree i want to take a cake decorating class i want to dance i want to sing i want to write and remember how to think i want to swim i want to be free
i love it when a piece of media is like: is there anything more painful than knowing your sibling? is there anything more tragic than knowing they are the only person who will ever share the same experience as you? they were the only constant in your life. they were there since birth and now, no matter how they betray you, you will still love them. you will always feel the need to protect them even if you can no longer bring yourself to talk to them. will anyone else be able to understand? will anybody be able to love you and hate you and fear you the same way a sibling loves you and hates you and fears you? no, probably not
realized i was essentially breaking my back the entire time, the - white knuckle dying grip - taylor talks about just so he would stay
the friendship came from my part. i was an outlet for him
i hate missing people like... wtf
i didn't even know you a year ago
There’s something soooooooooooooo beautiful in the way she sings, “And I'm just. getting. color. back. into. my. face, I'm just mad as hell 'cause I loved this place for so long.”
Like singing through it with gritted teeth, just barely starting to come out of the fog, realizing she survived (but at what cost) and it was hard-won, knowing she was dying and she had to do it, but it still hurts because she once loved the home that turned into a prison, she loved who they were in that home at one point, but she’s mad that it all blew up and she’s mad that she let herself stay in that place for long now that she has confirmation by leaving that it would have killed her. There’s exhaustion, there’s anger, there’s tenderness, there’s resignation all at the same time in her voice.
It’s such a stunning song.
você é uma MALUCA. deixa o garoto em paz, porra
I don't have bpd, I'm just a creature with a lot of 'weather' in need of someone who is ready to ride the storm
que PORRA de conexão é essa vsf
amor geme mais alto por favor que eu to conseguindo me lembrar de tudo de ruim que vc me fez
20s | she/her | just a sideblog to use as diary quero viver pra sempre e também morrer amanhã
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