#rose colored glasses

[wickedwitchofthesouth]

Isnt it funny, and isn't it ironic that Scott summers who is objectively the most glass half empty kind of person in the word is the one who can physically ONLY see the world through rose coloured glasses.

[starlet-sky]

Cheers besties

[justcallmevodka]

More than words is all I ever needed you to show

Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me

'Cause I'd already know

[erinsangel]

xmas shopping done 🎀 | simultaneously relieved but sad, i love buying gifts sm but omg it is so nerve wracking now i only have to worry about whether they will like them or not😭

[devjaye]

"Hang with Me and My Weather."

[ Please Do Not Repost My Art. Likes and Reblogs are Appreciated! ]

[starfox313]

an excerpt from my poem "Moth To A Flame"

[quackity1999]

does Las Nevadas look prettier up close or far away?

you tell me.

[triflesandparsnips]

Just watched OFMD eps 6 and 7, and...

..."La Vie en Rose," huh? Reminds me of something--

Oh, that's right.

"You know, it's funny. When you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags."

[zer0expektation]

lovers kiss of death - [ib: Dracula 1931]

<process vid>

[hincarudraws]

Gilgamesh is the worst man and my favorite man

Edit:

He saw this post, pray for me

[fantasyonfilm]

I want to be painted. But like really painted, through the eyes of someone that loves me. I want to see what I look like without the weight of my insecurities.

What does that woman look like, will I ever see her?

[poetry-of-the-fa11en]

press a hand to my ribs like a brand,

rage beget the sizzle seen

graze skin with claws sharp

and i'll ignore the trails you leave on me

love being between pain and passion

take a bite out and you'll see

crimson is the color red

just like glasses i wear for you and me

[xiaq]

Listen. This outfit might be the best thing I’ve found thrifting.

[kingoftieland]

Why does Ted Lasso wear those Aviators? 😎

[intrusivdthotdaughter]

[do-you-ever-consider-death]

i've loved people and

i've lost people and

i've lived and

i've learned and

life hasn't always been kind

relationships begin and

they're beautiful but then they end and

more often than not they're messy and

what am i supposed to do?

how were humans meant to love so deeply

when no matter how hard we try

a relationship is doomed?

what am i even saying?

this isn't like me and

i'm sorry if it's stressing you out but

i've been thinking a lot about the inevitability of death recently

but if i'm being honest

(which i am because you're only paper - i can't hurt you)

death is the least tragic way for a relationship to end

(you're a dead tree but now you're here with me - do you understand?)

how can you meet someone and

love them so much and

laugh at their jokes and

get drunk together and

cry about how unfair life is and

take aesthetic photos together and

plan a future together and

go out to dinner and

swap stupid stories and

create inside jokes and

speak in vine references and

create a life together and

grow together and

make memories and

love love love only

for them to decide one day on a horrible truth: “you aren't enough for me anymore”

:(

people change

i understand that but

is it always so sudden?

i learned from my books that

it's a gradual decline

a slow erosion

sad but beautiful

a mutual split with so much love left behind

not... this

it isn't supposed to be this

why couldn't it be like the books?

like it was with my childhood friends?

maybe it's that

I didn't love them as much as you?

or maybe we were never meant to be?

our paths crossed but our souls weren't meant to meet

i wish we'd never met but

that's not really true

now is it?

i just wish it went differently, i guess...

why a thunderstorm

instead of a gentle rain?

was it the same for you

as it was for me?

the people who love me don't like you anymore

i say i understand and

i believe a part of me does but

i don't understand it

i don't understand how

i'm supposed to sit

in a shattered reality and

pretend i saw this coming

my world is shattered and

yet i love you and

how is that fair?

my world is in pieces yet i love

they all say i'm better off and

i think they're right and

time is a great healer but

i wish i could stop defending you

maybe it's true i hurt you but you never told me that and

you hurt me too and

i really wish i could hate you for that and

just move on

but here i sit

books torn apart

glass shatterd

completely displaced

still i defend you, or

at least i defend what we had as

the red alert blares -

all the things i couldn't see before but

i pick up the pieces you left me with

i put on my glasses and i look back and

i still love you despite all this

after all, broken rose colored lenses are still rose colored

and i still love you.

——————

So I wrote this today while I was at work because my brain has been super active and I dropped a hard line while I was writing in my head - after that, this piece was born.

I found out a few days ago that my uncle is going into hospice and I’ve just been …really sad? This is obviously not about that and it isn’t about anyone specific either.

I’ve just been thinking a lot the nature of human relationships and longing. About how funny we really are. About all the people I have loved that I still do but I don’t talk to them anymore, I don’t even remember where they are.

And I’ll admit,it felt really good to write.

I wrote this by hand on some loose leaf I have at my desk.

There is something so beautiful about us, about how temporary we are, about the process of art.

I just love humans. I love our nature and our desire to love despite it all. And I am so grateful I have allowed myself to love despite the possibility of pain or betrayal. Because the people that still love me are so special to me and I love them with all of my heart and I am eternally grateful I exist at the same time as they do.