#mem.txt

[femmefaggot]

i know they care ab me but also none of us would have gotten close if it wasnt at least at first beneficial. and i dont even want to live in the world where that isnt the case like god fucking id clearly have been dead several times over if it was in my or anyone elses hands. but also what if none of us were magic like id have been even more insufferable and without the money as a bonus theres literally zero perks to knowing me. "someone like you" fucking indeed perce. and will feels the same just less pacifistic. i know like i fucking know im aware so often always looming from them and just my own fucking conscience. and the thing is now thats true and the ghost of the usefulness i do have amounts to like a video game or one night of fast food or something. not comparable. man they should have let me die but im their little get out of jail free card. and thats part of what makes it so goddamn frustrating like i could do it. i know his reasoning isnt selfish but its still right and god it may say something that jaz is the other one that sees it. and re: dying like. not even mentioning that they literally couldnt let me die if they wanted but its still. idk. going back. even if it was selfish. thats all shits ever been. at the end of the day if i pushed hard enough without all the benefits i know what the outcome would be. theyve seen a lot of the worst but also only the outward shit.

[thememorycheats]

A play is a lot like a movie - ish. But there are crucial differences. A movie pretends to be a recording of something that actually happened. In a play we accept the framing and gaps and unrealities of the production, because it's only a play. A movie is supposed to perfectly realistic. But with a play, once you open the curtains, all that's left to do close them again.

A movie can be replayed over and over, exactly the same, hundreds of times. But a play is fleeting. Like life itself, it happens once; and no repetition is exact. Plays are intimate, human, private almost. You had to be there.

[voidplume]

ON MY TOUCH-TONE, TOUCH-TONE TELEPHONE

help darvs OC got me by the balls

[memento-fugaces]

the best thing abt the uk is how many free tv things i can watch

[ichimatchu]

So...I think I might've killed myself in my canon. I remember jumping off a bridge and drowning. And it could explain my fear of heights and water... But I'm not sure. Its not set in stone but from putting my memories together that's just what I think. I could be wrong.

[voidplume]

You can’t look at an amoeba without a

FUCKING MICROSCOPE

i made this oc for a single very specific purpose and honestly didn’t rly intend to share him anywhere but i’m so in love with his design that i physically cannot help myself. look at my boy right now this instant

[shatteredsunglasses]

I'm on mobile so I can't do a read more I'm sorry. You would let me hold your hand. Sometimes it wasn't your entire hand, I would just grip one or two fingers and gently run my thumb across your knuckles. Just feel your hand in mine. The warmth. The validation. Sometimes you wouldn't speak. Sometimes you would. And I wouldn't want any different. I miss you.

[hanarutos]

its time to play the good ol did i really commit suicide or not game here in kin memory land im dying everyone

[whydurins-blog]

me: I can't be kin with this character just because we both had horribly abusive mothers my brain:

[lokistiredbodyguard]

The difference between my memories of Asgard and of Gallifrey: I was always looking at Gallifreyan cities from a distance. They were on the horizon, while on Asgard I was always right in the middle of things. Not to mention, Asgard was as gold as Gallifrey was red.

[femmefaggot]

and yknow what i hope the torture fucking hurts at this point

[thememorycheats]

We must have courage. We must must have strength. We must have wisdom. From these three things, Justice will be born. And Justice gives birth to Freedom, and Freedom gives birth to Peace. Peace begets Love, and so on down the chain. But if these things come from Freedom, and Freedom comes from Justice, and Justice comes from courage, and strength , and wisdom, where do these three come from? Where do our courage and our strength and our wisdom come from? Where is their source? I have sought the spring of strength, sought the creation of courage, sought the wellspring of wisdom - and fallen short. Courage comes and courage goes, and courage seems to create itself. From courage comes more courage, but where does the initial spark source?

[voidplume]

Why are you always so selfish?? Why can't you just be happy we enjoy his artwork?

what are you erven fucking TAKING ABOUT

[memento-fugaces]

i want to try to write something but school is killing me

[ichimatchu]

kin update,,,thing

so during my stay at the hospital i had a lot of time to self reflect. so i figured out that i may be kin(but probably not) with castiel from supernatural. but honestly, i think i’m just soulbonded with him. which would make more sense from the shenanigans i got into while i was there. 

i also have another soulbond, which i probably won’t write down until i actually figure it out, because even to me this guy is a huge question mark. but he’s cool.

uhhhh yeah. i also got a bit more memories from my ichimatsu timeline, so i’ll quickly write that down. | me and osomatsu arguing, i followed him downstairs and he put his shoes on and said he was going out, i was kinda upset so i went into the living area and sat in my corner, jyushimatsu was there just chillin | i did jump off the bridge lol | osomatsu finding me after my episode freak-out, him dragging me upstairs to sit on the couch and told me “ that i could tell him anything, you know that, right?” | sitting on the roof with kara again |. thats it. 

anndd i’ve been in a bill shift for nearly this entire month. so that’s tiring. and i also learned more about me being him- but i think i’ll put that on my bill blog later. 

[shatteredsunglasses]

he came home more than he had went out with. i was so proud of him.

he also came home with a craving for sweets. I.. told him i was feeling the same way, but being with my sweet older brother was enough to sate my cravings. he laughed and tugged me off the couch.

it was cold out

but we got ice cream