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i don't tell him about the dream i had the night before // where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and // singing to some song i've never heard and smoking a cigarette
we swerve off the road and hit a tree // i go through the windshield and hit the edge of the fence // dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall
where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured // i bleed to death in excruciating pain
i will have this dream periodically until i meet all of the strangers one by one // introducing them all to each other until we are a close group of friends
i will set these events in motion and i will die // but today in the warm light of the sunset // i don't see it, i just see the sunset
i smile back and shake my head
i have absolutely no idea, i am afraid
— sleep patterns, by merchant ships —
jackie and keegs circa 2005, sitting on the roof of jack's mom's house, no idea what sort of hell is coming their way. but for now, bathed in the sunset's light, they remain untouched. nothing bad has happened to them yet.
just kids in love.
#call of duty#call of duty art#call of duty fanart#cod ghosts#keegan ghosts#call of duty keegan#cod keegan#keegan p russ#keegan russ#keegan x jack#jack canary skalbek#jack x keegan#cod x oc#oc x canon#canon x oc#bogs art#bogs ocs#bogs ships#bogposting#sleep patterns#merchant ships#sleep patterns by merchant ships#i have no idea#i am afraid#mlm#emo#scene#scene boy#emo boy#Spotify
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its the same shitty pain, to be honest
#keep your head up mitchy#toronto maple leafs#mitch marner#mm16#auston matthews#am34#1634#william nylander#john tavares#core four#leafsblr#leafs lb#web weaveing#web weave#hockeyposting#theme: hockey#merchant ships#sleep patterns
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he doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart
and i will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years.
and as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down
and he asks me what i've wanted all my life
i tell him, "i don't know."
-sleep patterns by merchant ships from for cameron
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lyrics that make me cry literally every time
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i made a damn dps edit
ft mikey reaction
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#desire mona#media#song is sleeping patterns by merchant ships#if youve seen any of what ive been posting recently u know im never shutting up abt this song#this was a pain in the ass and i dont even like it#dead poets society#neil perry#todd anderson#anderperry#dead poets society edit
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Sleep Patterns - Merchant Ships
#sleep patterns#merchant ships#midwest emo#poetry#music#lyrics#song lyrics#lyric posting#writing#poem
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just found one of those emotionally devastating songs holy shit
#just looked at the lyrics and godddd#Sleep Patterns by Merchant Ships btw btwww#thoughts in the void
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Songs I want to make animatics out of some day
Dead Man - Self
Heartbreak Hotel - Jackson C. Frank
Child Fixin’ to Die - Jackson C. Frank
Sleep Patterns - Merchant Ships
An Angel Cry - Daniel Johnston
All of Hi, How Are You - Daniel Johnston
Mind Electric - Miracle Musical
Saint Bernard - Lincoln
Pop Muzik - M
1985 - Bo Burnham
Perfect System - Oingo Boingo
Nasty Habits - Oingo Boingo
Louise - Oingo Boingo
He Needs Me - Shelly DuVall
Baby Won’t You Please Come Home - Martina DaSilva
Dragstrip in the Sky - Wolfpack 5 (Queenie)
Sally Swing - Rose Marie
Chiquita - Layton and Johnston
#animatic#animation#fan animation#music#miracle musical#daniel johnston#sElf#oingo boingo#bo burnham#betty boop#sally swing#shelly duvall#popeye#rock afire explosion#wolfpack 5#saint bernard#Martina dasilva#pop musik#sleep patterns#merchant ships#jackson c. frank#layton and johnstone#chiquita#animatic idea#fan animatic
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I have absolutely no idea I am afraid.
#2010s#2000s#old tumblr#niche#small town usa#midwest#rural america#2014 nostalgia#alex g summer#2014 indie#indie sleaze#indie#pinterest#indie moodboard#merchant ships#sleep patterns#post hardcore
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“I have absolutely no idea. I am afraid.”
- Merchant Ships // Sleep Patterns
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Maybe in another universe we could live close to eachother
And maybe in that universe we could be
September 9th, 2001
Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill, overlooking a valley. An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet
She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance. They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up.
I had to tell Gary that her soul went to heaven I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand. Two days from now, at 9 a.m., the planes will hit the World Trade Center, Killing over 3, 000 people. I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless. But today, there is a God, and He has a plan for him.
He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years and as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I wanted all my lifeI tell him, "I don't know"
I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette. We swerve off the road and hit a tree. I go through the windshield and hit the edge of the fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured. I bleed to death in excruciating pain.
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers one by one, introducing them all to each other until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion and I will die. But today in the warm light of the sunset I don't see it, I just see the sunset. I smile back and shake my head. I have absolutely no idea, I am afraid
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june ??th, 20??, the island is your home.
you and your brother sit in a patch of grass by the water's edge outside your childhood home. his hands and knees are covered in dirt from digging for worms while you study the book of ciphers he lent you.
on the water's horizon you see a boat approach. one of your neighbors steps out before the boat has barely touched the shore and rushes to your front door without even a glance in your direction.
the front door opens. you hear your father's voice trying to calm your neighbor.
"elle est disparue, je ne la trouve pas," you hear them cry, "she's gone."
the little girl with yellow feathers come to mind. your neighbor's daughter.
your brother asks where you think she went.
you tell him you dont know.
five days from now, your brother will go missing. you wont see him again for 15 years and the stranger that killed the brother that you know for his own survival wont remember you.
you wont even recognize him.
but today, he's your brother, and the island is your home.
he doesnt know it, but six months from now, your family will be torn apart and he wont see your parents again before they're gone. and as you sit in the patch of grass, the sun low on the horizon, he asks if you want to solve a new enigma.
you dont tell him about the dream you have every night for the past week where you're chasing a memory down a dark hallway that reeks of blood and rot. your devotion carries you through the massacre until you find yourself surrounded by a bunch of strangers in a room slowly filling with lava. your eyes meet those of a face that resembles your own more than your own reflection.
you don't recognize them. to you, he is another stranger.
in five days, your brother will go missing and these events will set in motion. but today, in the low light of the sun, you cant see it.
your brother asks if you want to solve a new enigma. you smile back as you answer.
you have absolutely no idea
the island is your home.
#ficlet#kinda?#its q!bagi centered but in 2nd POV#and inspired heavily by Sleep Patterns by Merchant Ships#idk maybe one day ill clean this up and turn it into a Thing#qbagi#qcellbit
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“I will set these events into motion and I will die.
But today, in the warm light of the sunset, I don’t see it. I just see the sunset. I smile back and shake my head.
I have absolutely no idea. I am afraid.”
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the fact that I only just now finally listened to Sleep Patterns by Merchant Ships is, quite frankly, embarrassing
#september 9th 2001#Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill#sleep patterns#merchant ships#caleb recommends#emo#screamo
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If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.
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