#poetry bc sad

[mostghst]

and just a few minutes before I had to get ready for work,

I found myself crying,

and all I could do

was to continue to drink coffee out of my Hello Kitty mug

[qiinamii]

quite the poet, quite the inspo

[asoftepiloguemylove]

HOW DID I GO FROM GROWING UP TO BREAKING DOWN? // ON GROWING UP

Mother Mother Mamma Told Me // unknown // 어른들은 몰라요 Young Adult Matters (2021) dir. Hwan Lee // Kristin Chang Churching // unknown // Salman Rushdie East, West // Lorde Ribs // Cameron Awkward-Rich The Child Formerly Known As _____ // Lorde // unknown // Leanna Firestone Least Favorite Only Child // リリイ・シュシュのすべて All About Lily Chou-Chou (2001) dir. Shunji Iwai // Richard Siken Crush // unknown // Hala Alyan I'm Not Speaking First

[evyltalks]

"As I stand on the precipice of my destiny, I cannot help but mourn the lost potential of a different life, a life where love and happiness were an option. This tear is the last vestige of my humanity, a silent lament for the boy I once was and the man I will never become. It is a testament to the tragedy of my existence, a final goodbye to the dreams that will never be realized.

Standing here, on the brink of darkness, I reflect on the cruelty of fate. The family I was born into, the burdens I inherited and bore every day, the path I was coerced into walking, all conspired to bring me to this moment. I am haunted by the faces of those I love, their unfulfilled hopes and broken dreams, echoing the hollow promises of a future stolen by shadows. I wonder if, somewhere in another life, I might have found redemption, might have forged a different path away from this abyss.

But now, as the darkness gains ground, I realize there is no turning back. I am unable to move. The choices made in fear and desperation have sealed my fate, and all that remains is this single tear, a symbol of everything I have lost and everything I will never become. This is my requiem, my last act of rebellion against the powers that have condemned me, my silent cry against the impending doom.”

(This is a redraw of something I did more than a year ago. I’ve been wanting to redo it for a long time since I loved the concept, but I thought I could revisit it while leaving more to the viewer’s interpretation. So, I hope you like it !!)

[hamletthedane]

*narrowing eyes suspiciously at my own physical health* why are you suddenly super fatigued?what’s going on??

Body: *starts fatiguing faster like a cat chewing on plastic once caught*

Me: HEY WAIT NO SPIT THAT OUT-

[crossbackpoke-check]

Why I Am Not Coming In To Work Today [abridged], Jess Zimmerman

part one | part two

[venusparker]

the idea of love is so strange to me because it’s something i’ve always wanted, something i want, but i don’t think anyone could love me in the way i need. in a way i would enjoy. i’ve always been the caregiver and the lover and the one who cares more. i am the one who thinks too much and thinks about you all the time because i don’t know how else to be, and everything i see will remind me of you. i don’t know if that was ever meant to be returned to me, or if the line of love versus in love will make me sick. because my coffee order changes daily, but always stays sweet, and who can memorize someone who is always changing. i talk too much, and ramble about three thousand different things, and i don’t expect anyone to remember. how could anyone keep up? what am i if not exhausting and contradictory. what am i if not begging to be soft. begging to be remembered. begging to be seen. begging to be understood. i’m tired of constantly having to do things for myself, but accustomed to the routine. i love like it’s breathing, but to love me is a chore. i can’t picture anyone finding me in the smallest of signs or wanting to be the first one i turn to. i don’t know if anyone could ever be in love with me enough to want to take care of me. not when that’s my job, always has been, and i feel like i’m doomed to constantly repeat it. i carry this weight the same way i carry my heart.

[folktaylor]

regency era wenclair

[smallvolcanos]

is this real? are you here with me?

[britneyshakespeare]

barnes and noble has been raising the prices of everything and further pushing for their premium membership option (which they raised the price of by 60 percent this year!) and then when they have big sales events, they're less than what they used to be.

last year at this time you could get one of their leather-bound book annex tomes for $12.50 (without a member discount) because of the 50 percent off all hardcover sales. but they raised the price of those tomes from 25 bucks to 30, and they decreased the sale from 50 percent off all hardcovers to 1/3rd off. so that same book that was $12.50 at last year's end-of-year sale is now 20 bucks. and that's supposed to be savings enough to induce me to walk into one of their stores this week?

i'm sorry but b&n has just gotten so greedy, even though their business has only been doing better and better in previous years. they do not have to be raising prices like they have been, and they can damn well afford to have the same savings events they used to. if you went to one of those hardcover sales a year or two ago, even if you lived in a less populated area like i do, you had never seen a b&n so busy in your life. things were flying off the shelves. they WERE making bank.

and as a company they've only been growing and growing (as much as the publishing industry has been, in recent years). but there are so many other ways to buy books. CHEAPER ways to buy books. MORE SUSTAINABLE ways to buy books. and since books and booksellers are doing really well right now, i don't see why barnes and noble is getting so greedy when they don't have to be. i dont like new shiny books that much. people buy books for the content, ultimately. sometimes we as consumers might make the choice that a new shiny book is worth paying a bit more for, but not that much. barnes and noble has just been demanding more and more of their customers' money for less and less benefit.

[lavenderjewels]

I feel like a lot is missed in translation with sukuna because every time I see analysis on the original writing (in Japanese) with him, it’s always something really interesting

[asoftepiloguemylove]

Hey hey hey can you do one about the dull buzzing pain of despair ?

i hope you're doing okay <33

pinterest / 堕落天使 Fallen Angles (1995) dir. 王家卫 Wong Kar-wai / Gail Honeyman Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine (via @weltenwellen) / Mitski A Burning Hill / Jeanette Winterson Gut Symmetries / Euphoria (2019-) dir. Sam Levinson / Fernando Pessoa English Song; A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems / Mayday Parade I'd Rather Make All These Mistakes Than Make Nothing at All

[tealime9]

Gotta love how puss in boots 2 The one antagonist to get it bad is The billionaire

Man straight up villain death

[celestialgirlboy]

want to be seen by you one more time

feel desired and loved

to see the craving in your eyes, the lust in your touch

want to look angelic for your pleasure

be everything you desire

i want to be your last destination as i lose myself in you

[we-all-love-to-lie]

Untitled Reality #001 by @we-all-love-to-lie

TW self harm

every decision made comes with a consequence,

some are good, some bad,

some temporary, some permanent,

those emotions you felt at 15,

and the actions you took to cope,

plaster teenage thoughts on your adult body,

pain as a temporary solution,

while you thought it was worth it at the time,

you thought you wouldn’t live long enough for it to matter,

and while there’s beauty in scars,

guilt, shame, and regret are in yours,

15 year old you just needed a friend,

but has made your suffering, though it’s over, not have a visible end,

this is high key an awful poem but i needed to write out these thoughts :)

[llanekee]

This stage grants no mercy to its participants The callbacks are closed, no turning back now This is the final breath, your final dance The final fight under the mask of performance

No more encores, no more second asks Put your heart on the floor and sing with your chest Pull the strength of the dead to bring it home again

There will be no encores, no last words It is to live till the end or to give in

If it is to outlast, outlive, or outmatch Have the guise of a loving loss be a flame To spark the final breath, a final dance, a final art

For the dead are watching and a smile’s set For the lack of life is the only encore to be given

In the cruelty of this stage, you can claim victory In believing that the show goes on despite it We’ve all cheered, we’ve all had our share So won’t you toss it up before it’s laid to rest

The gardens will play your encore forevermore If the living and the dead both recompense May the spirit revive to bring it home again

And again, could you do it once more, and again Nothing can stop the march of time But again, the perpetual lights shine, and again So again, pray for an encore when you get to heaven

-by Lane Key :]

inspired by the Alien Stage webseries