#sad hours :((((

[alertbooty]

💔

i’m such a “i want your attention” but “won’t bother you” kinda person

[mangyraccooon]

Can you draw Crocodile and baby Luffy please ? 🥺

[shiiro-arts]

I have this little theory that Lucy would have had even a worst time if Fairy tail never disbanded, and only Natsu left.

Something about forcing herself to go about her daily life with everyone but him, the person who she spent all her days with for years.

Going to the guild, and always noticing how it’s not the same because he is not there, always so calm and without chairs flying around because of the lack of fights.

Forcing herself to go on adventures without the very person that made those adventures happen in the first place.

Never leaving her original apartment, the very apartment they used to spend so much time together, playing board games, eating together and having their usual banter.

Waking up and missing his warmth, even though she usually ended up throwing him out of the bed.

So weird how a single person can changer your entire word so drastically

[rageserenity]

XMFC | DOFP

[me0111]

Zoro pov

"How could he still smile so broadly, even while lying in a pool of his own blood, his eyes locked on mine?

His hand grew cold the moment it touched my face.

How could he be so selfish, acting as if he's going somewhere far beyond my reach?

Why did he look at me with that regret in his eyes, when we had promised each other so much more?

Why did his hand slip from my grasp, falling limp within my grip? Why doesn't he make those annoying remarks anymore, the ones he never fails to voice?

Why is he leaving me behind?"

•••

Hey guys, I've been busy and got no time to draw anymore. And I've been going through something hard these days. So this is how i cope with my sadness i guess. Because nothing lasts forever right?

[the-last-hipopotamovolador]

PLEASE tell me this has been done before or im loosing all my hope in humanity. Also glep controls at least 80 percent of my actions.

[balladofthe101st]

I want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. There has to be a way. To care for the wounds without reopening them. To name the pain without inviting it back to me.

Lora Mathis

[evyltalks]

𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝

𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞

𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐠𝐨.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜.

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞,

𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒,

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭.

𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡.

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭.

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑖𝑐.

𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲,

𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦, 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑙𝑢𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 ����𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛,

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐵𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟’𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠,

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐴𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑘.

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞.

𝐵𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡.

𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

𝑆𝑒𝑙𝑓𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?

𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫.

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠.

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,

𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡,

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞.

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛.

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝

𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛,

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲.

𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑜 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑒.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙.

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡.

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.

𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒’𝑠.

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦.

— Evyl

(i wanted to do more and make a whole series for this but I got too impatient and wanted to share it. i think ive never been more happy how a piece turned out :))

[noname-404s-blog]

"The world, it's just not built for people like me" 💔💔

[thefabledcannibals]

Meat is NOT back on the menu

[glitterjay]

— Endless Paradox (No Answer) | PJS

waiting for someone you love is like an endless paradox. it is both sweet and torturous.

synopsis: following a devastating breakup with his now ex-girlfriend, jay finds himself lost in the limbo of what comes after. he relieves their past, aching for closure yet afraid of the truth it might bring. each day, he is torn between the sweetness of their shared memories and the torment of her absence. as he wrestles with the paradox of love and loss, jay must decide whether to hold on to a love that may never return or to free himself from the chains of waiting. but in love, is there ever a true answer?

warnings: breakup, not moving on, angst. lots of angst.

notes: reposts are appreciated!

the thought of you had spent the night with jay once again. he stared at the cracked ceiling of his dimly lit apartment, the afternoon light filtering through the dusty blinds like the scattered reminders of a life he once knew. the silence was oppressive, heavy with memories of laughter and warmth that felt so distant now. there was a hole in his chest he had felt never before, and ever since. just a week ago, he had been wrapped in your arms, their future painted in vibrant colors, but now those colors had bled into a dull gray.

his phone buzzed beside him, breaking the complete silence. It was a message from you, the group chat buzzing with updates about mutual friends. he hesitated before opening it, a knot tightening in his stomach. as he read their plans for the weekend, he felt the familiar sting of exclusion. time went on for everybody else, he wont know it.

each day, jay found himself lost in a ritual of revisiting their shared moments. he would sift through old photos, each one a bittersweet reminder of laughter, dreams, and the way you would twirl your hair when she was deep in thought. he replayed their favorite songs, letting the melodies wash over him like a comforting balm, even as they cut deeper with every note.

one evening, he came across a video of you two dancing in the living room, your laugh echoing through the screen. a wave of longing crashed over him, and he couldn’t help but smile at the memory. yet, as the video ended, the stark reality of your absence seeped in, and he was left grappling with the haunting question: was it better to remember the good times or to face the painful truth of your ending?

as the days turned into weeks, jay found solace in the routine of his grief. He walked the same paths they had strolled, often feeling your presence beside him, as if you were just out of sight. but the comfort of those memories began to morph into a chain that bound him tighter with each passing day.

he met up with a close friend, jake, at their favorite café. over steaming mugs of coffee, he watched him with concern. “jay, you need to talk about this,” he urged gently. “You’re not going to find closure by just replaying the past.”

his words struck a chord within him, igniting a flicker of realization. what was he really waiting for? closure, or a chance to go back to a time when everything felt perfect? He felt the weight of jake's gaze, and for the first time, he voiced his fears. “what if I let her go and it hurts too much? what if I’m meant to fight for us?”

jake sighed, his expression softening. “but what if holding on is what’s hurting you most? sometimes... you just have to choose yourself first.”

but how could he choose himself when all he needed to be fine was to have you back? there seemed to be no answer to his despair. no matter from what sight he saw himself, whether it was from his own eyes or his friends perspectives of him, there was nothing that could fix the hole he felt. he might as well just stay down bad.

© glitterjay | tumblr

[xthemandylorianx]

Do you ever realize that you were just a placeholder in someone’s life and that they never actually gave a shit about you and they were just talking to you to kill time until someone better came along and you just think to yourself wow I’m so fucking replaceable lol

[sugarcube-stillabookworm]

tutto questo mi fa solo salire il boomerismo e rimpiangere i mœneschin che scrivono e cantano in italiano rip give me back vent'anni

[balladofthe101st]

if my body could speak in concerns by blythe baird // little prayer in don't call us dead by danez smith // it lasts forever and then it's over by anna de marcken // aphrodite made me do it by trista mateer // if my body could speak by blythe baird // the thing is by ellen bass

[saaraahka]

Need a woman in my life who adores me but also bullies me for how desperate i am to obey and servicing her and always working to make her day better and easier and worshipping her like a goddess because she is.

[noname-404s-blog]

-Tales by Gendys