#IT WOULD HURT LESS

[superanimepirate]

JUST RIP MY HEART OUT ALREADY

[greenbergsays]

All of you assholes really were like "welcome to the club! so happy you're here!" KNOWING that I had to sit through these tsunami eps

I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS???? I THOUGHT YOU LIKED ME??? THIS IS WHAT YOU DO TO PEOPLE YOU LIKE?

FUCK YOU

[moodyvoid]

“Final” — JUST KILL ME THEN 😭

[musical-dash-trash]

omg hi I have rings and it makes me wanna punch something to see if it does more damage

hello!!!!! hmmm…… do you happen to have slime/putty/something like that? that way you could test it out without hurting yourself!

[thatsmolmusicnerd]

Cellbit typing ROIER and then deleting and then GUAPITO and then just not saying anything hurt so fucking much

[tyresdeg]

[justfriendsbestthings]

‘There’s no point in having a back-up if you never use it’

[honeygrahambitch]

When Will says "I thought I'd get better"

[ohno-thereisnoescape]

was searching for a Merlin playlist on Spotify to listen to while working on my fic, and I clicked on the first one that came up and the first song was in case you don’t live forever by Ben platt?? Like what do you meannnn???

[blue-b-bro]

So it was symbolic then 😐 just like some internal monolog in Ed's head???? Stede opposing harsh pirate reality is the same thing as he's conflict with Izzy?? So Calico Jack was just a symbol too I suppose....?

[aemonds-sapphire]

thee, would you write for tom bennett? i will pay 😏

Yes, anon. I would. No payment required. I don’t need much incentive to write for this man because…

[moonie-presence]

just finished up vol10 ch7 of trimax. set me on fire

[coffeejustcoffee]

Tell me mother. Is it because I no longer pity you? Is it that I no longer blink when you flinch? Or is it simply because you lost your leash on me? I believed you. I believed every weeping word. I trusted you, I honored you and I would have died for you. I've spent my life listening to things horrible people say to their children, always chastising myself - My mother is not that bad... that was a illusion. Would you like to tell the world? About how you threw things at me, how about when you slapped me or pinned me down on the floor when I wanted to get away from you. What about when you told me every other human was evil, that I could not make it out in the world. What of when you say thing that curdle my insides and then tell me that I won't be offended because I know you 'love me'. What of when you say you are the kindest, softest person and that you always mean well, that you don't understand why everyone hates you. They don't. They hated me. Well, that is what you would have had me believe isn't it? My laugh was too loud, my voice too soft. My mind rotten, my heart too soft. Too quiet, You said too much, soft words spoken with the sharpest of pains. "You embarrass me" She smiled softly...

My mind is broken. I want no part of you.

You do bother me. I don't understand, or accept a damn thing about you. You are my nightmares. You are my past.

My love isn't unconditional, I'm more now.

I don't find you cute. I don't find you endearing. The face you wear, the body you own doesn't hide your hideous inside anymore. Not to me. They could tell me to ease off, they could tell me have mercy... I never will. Not for you. Never again.

I don't care why you did it. I don't care that you had it worse. I don't care at all. You may have given birth to me and you may have loved me once, albeit less than you loved the center of the world, but I became your game. Only ever a good mother when there were people to see you shine huh? Yeah, I noticed. I noticed the lack of gifts, clothes and things I need to actually be alive... like food, clothes, hygienic products, all those unimportant stuff.

Continue to mourn everyone who ever hated you, mother, meanwhile you left your children all alone and I decided to be the one person on earth who truly does. I hate you.

You are laughable. The way you are nice to me, now when I have the power to leave. Something was destroyed yesterday. Something broke inside of me. My inside was lain to waste. The sky broke me. Like something that wasn't quite right.. you were the thing that was wrong. A dislocated shoulder comes to mind, you run away from the person trying to pop it back, you can handle the pain you are in now, the idea of anything but the way it is now is horrifying. My person distracted me and he yanked on my arm. I was right, it hurt more... but it went away. Today I don't feel the war I've had plague me for more than a decade, today I'm cold toward her. I'm not burning. I am indifferent. I am not free yet, I have places to walk and walk away from, but, I am certain, on the night's name that I will never believe her or love her again. Love is too special to waste. Mine is.

The sky can hide my coldness from you, just like your devils hide your rot. You don't pay attention anyway, not when it's about something other than you. I'm not worried. You won't dare go anywhere near me, know why? I've got the ace, I've got the door, I've got the power and now I'm taking yours. Remember one thing mother, I was once on your side for nothing but love, that was the only time in my life I have no recollection of I'll expand on why... When I loved you innocently, you were what you call today: a tyrant. Then I didn't love you. I was no longer naïve, simply pure and devastating true. Our relationship was bad because you are a terrible person. Autisticly I had no qualm with classifying you right were you belonged, a terrible human being who hurt everything I liked. Then I grew up, and people had emotions and pasts and psychology... You loved telling me why you were and yet everyone else simply wasn't. I listened, because it made sense... until I listened because you said.

I spent three months nauseous, sad and broken, angry at the wrong person. I couldn't stop, it only went away when you weren't around. I now know I felt that way because I was going the wrong way. Truthfully I hadn't much of a choice, it was hell and hell had to be named her. I regret that. I painted the pain you caused on their faces, I created a world were they were you and you were innocent. A grand scheme, everyone was wrong about you. You.. were the good one. But you were never the good one. Maybe it was all part of a better plan, it got me angry. I had never been angry before. I learnt how to break bonds, I learned how to hate and I hated the wrong people, but at least those people were safe. Had I hated who deserved it, there probably would have been no more me. Everything happened slowly, softly, an ever-present dull ache. It burned quietly while I grew. And I did grow, I grew strong enough for it all to fall apart. I started everything, The end of her reign. Father, brother, family... I was the worst, but I saved the best. I told my father and it grew, before it all became good I let it be its worst... again it felt hollow, another painted face. He wasn't the bad one, I tested it. And then came she.

I had no power. Hating gave me power, it was pointed in the wrong direction, but thank god it existed. I guess, in some magical way, even the hate was a good thing. The hate saved me. My biggest mistake, logically, became the thing that broke my cage. I suddenly had power, and with power came thoughts, opinions, personality.. with power came me. And I had a throne to rip away. When I came back, truth came with me, the person I am is good... and very capable of being bad for good. When I returned everything changed.

To note every single little fire, every single moment, every tiny realization, every choice, every tear, sigh and plead, would take me through one of the most beautiful tales I believe were ever lived. In short, I crawled, I bled, I saw and I believed... this time I believed me.

Now, well I believed that I could face the truth, accept it, love it, and then heal her. I could. I know enough. But that is exactly what he wanted me to think. Confidence, then I'd give it my all, I'd do all I've ever learned... and I did. And didn't work. I could not, turns out and now I have no ghost to wait for. Nothing I do or don't do changes her. She changes her and she doesn't want to change.

The child would not rebuild her mother. The victim would not save her abuser. Truth. Who the hell would make me do something that stupid?! Me... old me... but now its gone. I got my home, I got my name, I got my family, I got my throne... I returned all the things that weren't mine and I left all the places I was never supposed to be. I stopped it.

I stopped it. I really did... It's over. This is my life, my future, this new yellow... love.

And now I have a job. Now I have a road and now I have what I dreamed of... Soft, nothing like her and forever, my head high, proud, dignified and right. I walk away, I won. I did it good.

I must admit, I wonder.. why? Why am I being saved? I think I believe that it is only happening to me... but you know what, people keep their Sky moments inside them. These things happen to people the sky loves. When they love her back, well then it's magic and its always happening.

But.

I will always believe that she loves me most... just like I believe I love her more. And secretly... She likes me best and gives me everything I've ever wanted or could ever learn to want. She takes care of the things I should have, know and learn. She knows what I don't know and she knows what I need. She is everything, everywhere and all at once we are the most wonderful thing that ever lived.

There's the cinch. I'm happy. And that is all I've ever wanted. I stopped day dreaming, you know, my life became a place I wanted to be.

I asked for something... and I think she may have given me everything.

For nothing in return too... My favourite candy is an actual go right now.

Recall all those dreams where people think you are absolutely fucking incredible? Those will be happening real soon baby.

That's my Girl. İ love you.

The future.

[jrwiyuri]

The trauma that comes from remembering old songs you used to listen to is unbearable.

[bobcatblahs]

Oh.

metamorphoses, ovid

[wildlyfreemoon]

one more episode of twd before i sleep, i said... then beth dies in that episode....