#sorrows and griefs is me
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aka-indulgence · 3 months ago
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ok so google docs doesnt recognize when i press ctrl+i or anything anymore, my day is ruined
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candlebel · 5 months ago
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I can't cry... I want to cry... I feel so much sorrow...
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tagerrkix · 1 year ago
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rage.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 10 months ago
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Alas, this beautiful dream could not last.
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larrylimericks · 3 months ago
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16Oct24
He took the stage first, just a boy, Now the first one to leave, just a boy. Nothing’s right, hearts are torn, For Liam, we mourn — Knowing Payne means we got to know joy.
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hmsdoodlin · 17 days ago
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*Sits at a table with a napkin tucked into my shirt.*
Waiter! Waiter! More Mind angst please!! Make him really fucked up after the Juno incident, give him existential dread about his own mortality pretty please!!!!
Make him afraid of the dark, make him jump at loud sounds and claps of thunder. Give him nightmares he can’t fathom because he’s not supposed to feel like this. He’s not supposed to be ‘flawed’ or ‘wrong’.
Make him despise Heart not only for trying to kill him, but also for bringing him down to his level. He isn’t supposed to experience these emotions, Heart has infected him with fear and indescribable grief. Make him suffer with his humanity.
No matter how you see him, automaton, cyborg, full robot. He’s derived from a human, he can’t escape that fact no matter how hard he tries. The shot only reminds him of how fragile his life is, I think that it fucks him up for a good while.
“Mind forgives in the end, but he does not forget.” - My genius friend
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rotinmycore · 2 months ago
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sorrow is the twin of grief.
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justaz · 5 months ago
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oh fuck merlin following after arthur for five seasons, at his heel following him into every battle, every fight, every quest without regard for his own safety. arthur dying on the shore of that damn lake and merlin dying with him but his body remains. arthur goes to avalon and merlin is forced to stay on earth. merlin can’t follow arthur this time. this is one journey merlin and arthur can’t take together. two halves split and kept apart for over fifteen hundred years. goddamn it. these fucking assholes never fail to make me cry. i hate them i hate them i hate them i hate them
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klmutie · 2 years ago
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artificer
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surrealsunset · 7 months ago
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my page for @dgm20thproject that i forgot to post...! i worked on the glitch effects on this until the very anguish of this page was screaming at me straight into my burnt out retinas lol
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fraternum-momentum · 9 months ago
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I FUCKING LOVE RELIGIOUS IMAGERY USED FOR AESTHETICS AND SYMBOLISM
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adriles · 2 years ago
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waking up in the middle of the night, gripped by unending sorrow, yelling, sobbing, punching my pillows, because i have forgotten to bury patroclus
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unspokenstydia · 2 years ago
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LYDIA MARTIN And I've got a lot to pine about. I've got a lot to live without.
You don’t care about getting hurt. But you know how I’ll feel? I’ll be devastated. And if you die, I will literally go out of my freaking mind. You see, death doesn’t happen to you, Lydia. / Unbelievable…you have no idea what you are, do you? The wailing woman.
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doodles-in-sand · 1 year ago
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i need to share things for my sanity so heres a wip for the triage/throw down illust
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currently this is just the concept and a base sketch+colour overlayed lmao but. him
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leehallfae · 2 years ago
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different from the others (1919) dir. richard oswald
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murtvets · 2 months ago
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stealing grief from the future is a talent of mine. ever since i was a little kid i always saw the headlights and just stared at them and weeped and i heard the train rattling the traintracks and stared at its inevitable arrival with a heart full of love decaying into grief and sorrow and a mind of dread. people told me there is still time and i clung onto every second because i knew that time they told me of is running out constantly. tick tock tick tock. do you hear the train arriving. do you hear it. do you h
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