#true and honest

[eyfay]

Never faked my "I miss you" and "I love you", Only thing I faked is "I'm Okay".

[removrrr]

Romantic!!!

[juan-francisco-palencia]

Lindas sus publicaciones Sr. Palencia. Tengo una curiosidad, usted es el mismo que publicaba en Vk, Google + y era "amigo" de un personaje llamado Laura Null? Y la señora Amanda, y "el argentino" LOJEK.? O son todas las mismas personas.? Porque recuerdo que el argentino tenía hasta perfiles de mujer siendo hombre. Toda una mafia literaria. Todos sabemos bien de esos mentirosos personajes. Usted es el mismo, verdad???

Agradezco mucho su afán, la curiosidad, el gusto e interes a mi persona y publicaciones. Si es verdad hace algunos años estuve ahí motivado por una gran mujer y escritora de Portugal a publicar en Google atravez de un foro de expresiones llamado G+ (más tarde por política de dicha empresa fue desaparecido.)  Pasó algún tiempo y de manera particular; luego fui alentado a ir a la plataforma rusa VK y publicar atraves de una comunidad considerada literaria. Mi participación fue corta pues eran constantes desavenencias que se volvió un lugar hostil, ignoro lo que usted dice; hacerca del comportamiento de esa persona que señala y demás personajes que nombra. Y por lo que fue así que decidí abandonar de acuerdo a mis convicciones esta comunidad. Ignoro si en la actualidad exista, de ser así mis mejores deseos para cada uno de ellos. Le comento que más tarde; no se porqué causa o razones mi blog fue eliminado, perdí el interés y jamás volví a crear otro. Ahora a la fecha sólo estoy aquí. En esta gran empresa y red social Tumblr. Donde me siento en casa y mantengo gran empatía. Aquí he encontrado nuestras de amistad de todo el mundo por lo que al igual que a usted gentil persona anónima les estoy de forma inconmensurable agradecido.

From. Berlín Germany.

Thx. ✒ . . . ⚖

[itseasierthanithought]

Safety in his arms

Maturity in his words

Purity in hus soul

Love in his actions

[sassywiththesas]

Your presence is my medicine for my everyday problems, your voice is my melody in the loudness, your eyes are my peace in the world of darkness.

-sassy

[removrrr]

[rqbossman]

Hello Alex! It is lovely to see you here. How are the horrors treating you?

I always found humans more troubling if I'm honest.

[cartoondrawer]

A certain ship is starting to grow on me..cough cough..ehm.

[voparwave69]

My boyfriend suggested I make my cars license plate say CODMODE because he loves gamzeew cod piece. Should I do this

[itsnotmehuman]

LET'S GET DRUNK AND TELL EACH OTHER ALL THE THINGS WE ARE NOT BRAVE ENOUGH TO SAY SOBER.

[vikingvalknut]

Only the ones who love you are prepared to risk their own lives for you. I was am still that person even if you don't love me like I love you.

[gloriousgalaxycollection]

Lead me off this cliff

I feel helpless, my hands tied under your admiring gaze. They’re bleeding from being roped in by your heart, bleeding from all the little cuts of your ignorance. I cannot be your dream when I’m writhing in pain.

You would read that and be offended, feel betrayed, but this isn’t about you. This is about the rope breaking my hands, about the silence I was sworn to, about the truth, about what I have been bred and raised for. This is about the fact that there’s nothing wrong with that. Your protection and shielding have inflicted more damage on me than when I almost got run over by a car when I was twelve, more than when I’d drink myself into a frenzy to forget that my hands were tied. Now I’m on my knees, begging you to slow down, that my arms are straining with trying to keep up with the rope. That I would run and leap and break every single bone in my legs if I could to follow you, but that my head hurts from all the times I threw it against a wall. It hurts from when I would get dizzy just sitting up. That I can’t think hard enough to force my legs to move faster. That I can’t force my arms to bend so that they can stretch out more to reach you, to reach your assuredness, to reach your resilience, to reach your sensitivity.

Don’t you get it?

My soul died that day. I told you that. I meant that. I was yelling, and I never yell. I became someone I’m not because I died that day. And ever since then, I’ve felt like a lifeless corpse. I feel nothing and everything, and I hope I fall off this cliff you’re dragging me over before you realize it.

[trip9love]

Current mood

[removrrr]

Why do people call murderers Gods?

God is not the one who kills! And it's not just the killer fans who call them that... Journalists, TV and the like call them that too! Playing God is about creation, not destruction. There is no God on earth. But there are people who are godlike. Mothers are godlike. BUT KILLERS ARE NOT GOD-LIKE!!! Yes, they send people to God, but God himself must take us. When someone kills someone before their time, they are playing a game AGAINST God. God is omnipotent he doesn't need help.

KILLERS ARE NOT GODS, THEY HAVE NO GODS!!!

[emilypapen]

i like to think of people as places

I like to think of people as places.

I was just thinking about how when we spend a lot of time at a place, we know how to move around it by heart. I still know my way through my old school, my childhood house, through my childhood friend’s house that I haven’t seen in years, and through the store I used to go to when I was a kid. And even if I tried, I don’t think I could ever forget. Even if I never step foot in any of these places again, I’d know where to go, and how to move around it and find the things I want.

And isn’t it like that with people, too? I don’t think anyone changes so much that you wouldn’t be able to move inside of them like you used to. I think the essential parts never do. So I wonder, if I could take all the people from my past, and turn them into places, would I know where to go?

I’d like to think yes. I’d like to think that that is one of the things that stays with you, once people are gone, like a map. Are the things that once decorated the walls inside of your body untouched? Have they been replaced, moved, or are they still the same? The same things that made me love you? Will you let me roam around you, and see if I find my way back to your heart? Or will you leave me wondering for the rest of my life, hoping that I'm never lost?

[rinayaounter]

I watched Falsettos tonight (I was in the fandom before but I only watched it now)

my friends had a hard time lol..

фульники моего .. э .. восторга есть в тгк rin-aya ounter .. ну так .. если вдруг в тамблере остался кто-то из ру фд мюзиклов (а я знаю что остался)