#im sad lmao
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i was. am. so bad at christmas this year, like last year i sent out CARDS. who tf was that person.
#i have One person's stuff finished and like. i can't even send it because canada post#nothing else is ready!!!!! and i know in the broad scheme of things it doesnt matter that much#HOWEVER#im sad lmao#but apparently not enough to make my brain work
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which old man do i think about today 🥴
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how selfish am i?
to wish you were still by my side.
to wish you don’t cross over and experience
absolute bliss and utopia. who am i to demand you?
who am i to demand your love?
to demand your presence.
how cruel will i allow myself to be?
to cry for you and scream your name.
how selfish is it to miss you?
to hope you haunt this house.
to hope you follow behind me as a ghost.
to beg god for you.
how cruel?
how selfish?
#lonleymp3girl#writers on tumblr#writing#im sad lmao#poetry#public diary#poets on tumblr#i miss my mom
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pov it’s 2015 and you’re seeing gifs of a red haired boy in a suit dancing his ass off everywhere thinking nothing of it. you had no clue that in 6 years you’d have a tattoo dedicated to him and a stan account.
#NO LIKE IM SO SAD#I ACTIVELY AVOIDED ALL BTS CONTENT#BC I WAS AFRAID#BC I KNOW MYSELF#I KNOW I WOULD BE OBSESSED#ALL I DID WAS DELAY THE OBSESSION AND MISS THEIR RISE TO THE TOP#IM SAD LMAO#WHY DIDNT YALL YELL AT ME
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“If in ten years time I’m still on your mind, would you call and say you want this? No matter where we are, you still have my heart, because I locked it, and I promise, you’re the locksmith.”
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Ew what actual art what is this treachery???
Anyways I like this school photo idea
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books and daydreams are my escapism now. i find too much comfort in it, it gives me something i couldn't have in reality. a lover, a perfect body, an experience, and something to feel. every time i daydream i pity myself. happy people don't do this, do they? i suppose when you're happy you will be too busy living your life, instead of mourning it and creating a new one in your head — like me.
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I hate how there aren’t that many Little Hope fics for me to read on Ao3. I feel like I’ve seen them all. I love Little Hope and I get that people didn’t like it that much (and I get why) but it just makes me unhappy lol. I WANT MORE DAYLOR FICS AND MORE FICS ABOUT ANDREW
#pleasseeeeeee#:/#little hope#im sad lmao#I'll just write more fics for Little Hope now since nobody else will lol
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Character ai is down for maintenance.... (ノ`Д´)ノ彡┻━┻
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Me after donnie lost to mob:
Bro im just sad
But still, im not mad.
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i feel myself reach out to god in the quiet nights.
when no one else awake, i see him enter my room.
he sits on the edge of my bed and
we don’t talk. we don’t move.
we sit in silence.
an understanding long settled between us.
he’ll sit there.
it’s almost comforting.
but sometimes,
when the dark consuming
and the devil loud,
he’ll scoot closer.
he’ll press a kiss to my head.
like a mother.
like a father.
like a friend.
like a creator.
it doesn’t fix me.
but it feels nice in that moment.
a small relief.
when dawn breaks
and the sun begins to rise
he leaves.
i didn’t think of god as a night owl.
he doesn’t seem to like the sunlight.
i wish I could sleep easier.
god never comes when im ok.
and i never ask.
maybe i should.
i can see the sun rise.
my room looks a little less lonely.
but god is gone.
#lonleymp3girl#public diary#writers on tumblr#im sad lmao#writing#poetry#poets on tumblr#lol#vent post#religion#religous trauma
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I hope
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i was on pinterest and i came to realise that we're all just lovesick poets who crave tenderness like we did in our childhoods because we didn't get to live ours like we should have.
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Roman crosses were designed with the intention of unfinished, splintered wood to dig into wounds
So every breath in is home. And every breath out is agony
do you guys think jesus, the son of a carpenter, smelt the wood of the cross & temporarily thought of home
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wheneber i get hungry i just think of life and get sad because i physically cant eat when im sad
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