#dark words

[spookysalem13]

Be weird, talk to the crows, befriend them, feed them, let them follow you home. Greet them each and every time they're near.

Crows are enchanted ✨️. They teach us from a young age to leave them alone, just like they teach us that magic is "evil".

Believe me when I say... Befriend the crows 😉

[tamirestts]

Are the eggs we are receiving Titan eggs?

This is a bit of a stretch, but I'm watching the video part two about who spend is and why he's so important to Deltarune, and I thought: the mysterious man gives us eggs in both chapters. Both can be placed in different places on the surface (Asgore's flower shop and Sans' market). We are somehow involved in creating dark worlds. Maybe these eggs can germinate the titans in places where it would be very difficult to make a dark world, or they are just being left so that when they reach the peak they will blow up the rest of the city.

I also thought it might be some kind of spy egg, the ones with little cameras, but I think that's less certain. Neither will happen, I suppose. But it would be funny if it did.

[derangedrhythms]

Ingeborg Bachmann, In the Storm of Roses: Mortgaged Time; from 'Dark Words', tr. Mark Anderson

TEXT ID: Like Orpheus I play death on the strings of life.

[bluegladiatorstudent]

I've cried everytime I was called cute, pretty and beautiful

I cant really tell if it's tears of joy that they've realised I was cute

Or it's all a lie

No one can really tell or understand unless you've been body shamed and mocked all you life toll that moment

Then you're forced to think of when you'll find genuine people ever

[nomore-names81]

I had the dream again

About the blood

I had the dream again

Where I was never enough so I stopped being anything

I had the dream again about the dark and the silence spinning out

I had the dream about the nothing it scares me more than anything

[krowkeeper]

Repost because I am an idiot and misspelled in my first post.

[darklucia13]

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[stupidbxtch]

[diaryofdarkdevil]

Evilness isn't dead, just faded. Am not evil, just a sobering darkdevil who live in shadows.

When you feel nothing but forced to breathe and survive, nothing anymore bothers you. Nothing will anyhow bother you.. You don't bother love, lust don't attract u anymore, no one's charm is appealing u anymore. I wonder where this is driving me into. I ponder whether it is fine or not. Million thoughts in my head affecting and building the heaviness in my heart. A ruined bitch who lives in complete darkness. No soul to open my locked up coffin. The key to my coffin is lost and buried long gone... If u find my grave, u can still see my bloody bones breathing to death..

- Nandhini Chithra 🥀🖤

[endlessmidnights]

I love dark poetry, the type that’s only a few lines but puts everything I feel into words that I’d never think of, it makes the depression seem a little less depressing

[spookysalem13]

Source

[mascheromi]

Foto presa da internet, spunto preso da Luigi Pirandello (: mio poeta preferito :)

[settledinstars]

It wasn’t when my childhood dog died

Or when my father left us

Or how the first boy I loved didn’t love me back

It wasn’t when my cousin tried to end his life

Or when I couldn’t share my sad thoughts cause he already did and my family couldn’t take much more.

It was when you first kissed me

That I realized how cruel the world really is.

How could the universe give me something so wonderful, so gentle and loving

Just to take it away when life expires

[davismee]

Poor Angel

It was raining But the sun is so bright A baby angel has been born A waiting baby Everyone is happy with the birth

But the baby looks sick The baby is having trouble breathing His parents took him to a place of healing

Since then the sky has never been clear The baby has a disorder He could only breathe from the cries of the suffering

It's hard, the angel is looking for a way Years passed quickly The sky was bright Now the baby has grown up

He is so gallant and handsome Has strong wings He was already able to help his father Fight against crime

Once upon a time He realized that his wing feathers were broken Not because they lost the war Because they won and made a save A kindness

Since childhood he lived in the midst of scorn He was born different from the others So he didn't tell his parents

He lost a lot of his wing feathers He couldn't go home because he was weak Stranded on the battlefield Just waiting for help or a miracle

Until finally he saw someone rob and kill The loud cry of the victim slowly makes him strong He felt stronger than before His wing feathers began to grow He addicted to the evil and suffering of others He even went blind And committed the crime himself

The wings are now perfect He intends to go home to meet his father and mother But his steps stopped The place was full of blood of massacre He couldn't have his parents know what he was doing

He returned to the sky Before parents saw it He reached for the heart inside his body And tore it up

[nomore-names81]

Did you just fall open for me or did I slice into you like a knife

Did I invite you in or did you trick your way in

I don’t know

But we are both on the inside now

Can’t see anyway out

We Claw and bite but everything becomes tight and tense till we both scream