When I was young
Alone in my time of need
An angel came to me
He offered to be my shield
If I could show him selfless beauty
So I became an artist
When I got a bit older
In my time of need
I called for the Monster
He offered to keep me sane
if I could help those in need
as an exchange
So I became a listener
When I was at my breaking point
The devil spoke to me
He offered me his silver tongue
In exchange of letting him feel loved
So I became a refuge for all
Then I met you
And i saw tears in your eyes
Came a voice
A feeling blooming
I couldn't deny
If you are to be the moon in the sky
I'd be the darkness by your side
Always in sight but never in reach
So I became a beast
A wolf longing for you for all time
The other three turned to you too
As the world lost meaning
And now you are gone
And we hate everything
☹
~ Neil Gaiman
Some has small. Some has none. Check out the ones you don't know about. You are welcome.
All of these.
Cosmere books as bad news headlines
• "Young woman of questionable parentage kills god after eating copious amounts of metal"
• "Apple voice assistant marries mute rainbow god after sister defeats army of undead alongside hobo and talking sword"
• "City of zombies saved by angry man in armor and friendly chef's niece"
• "Depressed people snort lightning, use it to fight lobsters the size of battleships." (idea credit to @Elisabeth_Wheatley on YouTube)
• "Cowboy makes deal with the new god"
• "Girl and mouse boyfriend undo curse on cabin boy"
• "Man cheats death by stabbing his own eye, forms intergalactic gang"
• "Young woman stacks rocks to destroy computer"
• "Dehydrated young man unites senators against himself"
• "Man with PTSD breaks All the Rules, upsets mentor while running from sunrise"
• "Man(??) avoids eternal punishment from several sources while roasting everyone in existence"
And so I will stay.
sometimes I wonder how we all survive and then I look at my best friends and I go “oh, I survive because I don’t want to leave you yet” and it makes sense. life is so hard a lot of the time, but I want one more bowl of pasta with you.
Everyday, and counting.
“Sometimes I feel dead, and I hate everybody”
Ottessa Moshfegh “My Year of Rest and Relaxation”
nbc hannibal lecter is soooo. he’s an apex predator, he’s babygirl. he’s a loser, he can do it all. he’s cold and calculating, he’s sensitive and emotional. he’s a male wife, he’s a sugar daddy. he’s perfectly happy alone, he wants to be seen. he’s got no major weakness (he has one major weakness) he has trauma, nothing happened to him, he happened. he maimed and killed for his freedom, he gave it all up willingly on the off chance Will came back to him. he’s a control freak, he’s adaptable
Relatable post that I dont want to relate to.
me giving affection: oh man i really hope im not like overstepping my boundaries here. what if i make them uncomfortable? do they feel obligated to say thank you? am i going too far and scaring them? what if i’m annoying?
me receiving affection: AAAAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAAA!A!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAA
Oh the conflict between wanting to tell you everything I want to say and wanting to sit with you in silence forever. Watching clouds.
We all have things we hate about ourselves. Mine is the desire for your love.
Grief changes. Power reveals.
“Grief does not change you. It reveals you.”
— John Green