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(not quite logging back in just venting dont mind me <3 ill reply to everyone later mwah)
#i guess the worst thing about allllllll the times my mother tells me im crazy is that i know she's right lol#like the instant overwhelming need to sh whenever she says it or in fact every time we fight should be enough to confirm it đ¤Ą#like i legit wont calm down until i physically hurt myself preferably also drawing blood. this is not Sane Person Behaviour#anyway whatsapp just spent a few minutes crying curled up on the floor in the kitchen pulling my own hair trying to â¨Not SHâ¨#because its stupid idiot motherfucking summer and everyone will See#and ended up doing it regardless lol#and its so funny cause like literally the moment i do it im perfectly fine and mentally and emotionally stable again đĽ°đ#anyway i love my mom she's great but she did ruin my entire life and me as a person too#and basically all my adult problems can be easily traced back to my psychological nightmare of a childhood#except i cant blame her for that either because she didnt have it easy and she raised me on her own (and unmedicated too)#while my dad didnt really even get many occasions to ruin me on a fundamental level (like he sure did use those few chances he had but yknow#not nearly as many as my mom got)#so i cant just blame my mom and let feminism lose like that#anyway. she should never have had children and i there's nothing i regret more than her husband dying instead of me#ok logging back off byeeeeeeeeee
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Willâs eyes always turned a bit greener during sunsets. Although, green wasnât the correct word to describe them. Beautiful, sparkling, infinite; those were words that could paint a picture of Willâs eyes, but none of them could depict their colour as the sun sank below the skies.
Mike imagined the sunlight of an afternoon seeping through the branches and leaves of a tree in full bloom. He thought of the halos around the green and the oranges from the clouds, the mix of shades and lights all reflected in Willâs eyes, and yet again came empty for a word to describe it all.
He was in the process of pondering over the limitations of the English language and how unfair all of it was, when Will turned away from the sunlight bathing his face and found Mike looking. A nervous smile pulled from his lips and a new shade spread over his cheeks. It was as lovely and as lacking of a name as his eyes were.
âWhat?â he asked.
Mike kept looking at Will and shook his head. There was so much he could fit in that question alone. He could talk about how âgreenâ was a stupid and plain word, about sunsets and trees and leaves, about heartbeats and old promises made in a basement.
Everything, he wanted to say. But just as âgreenâ, the word felt too big and yet too hollow and plain.
âNothing,â he said instead and smiled back. âJust looking.â
#sweet nothings#< tag for short little drabbles like this one#i'm not back yet but i just wrote this and i'm in a /mood/ so i'm running to post it and then to disappear again huhu#a different type of writing reaaaally out of my comfort zone buuuut i like it so you guys might like it as well#anyhow-#byler#byler tumblr#byler ficlet#mike wheeler#will byers#stranger things#mike x will#byler endgame#byler ao3#ok logging off now byeeeeeeeeee#my ficlets
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