Confessions of a Common Reader

[she/her ] hello, I hope somebody is listening.

[duckdotcom]

I love using "by the way" as a segue into topics that are completely unrelated to the matters at hand. it isn't remotely by the way, quite a ways out of the way in fact. a little adventure

[kosmogrl]

[confessionsofacommonreader]

I am envious of everyone that's not living my life .

[nothatsmi]

The foxhole court, chapter fourteen

" A group of people shouldered their way up to the bar counter at Neil's back, pushing him into Andrew. Andrew didn't budge beneath his weight. He was something solid to lean against, something violent and fierce and unmoving. Neil couldn't remember what it felt like to have someone hold him up. It was terrifying and liberating all at once. His life was out of his control now; he was giving it to Andrew and hoping Andrew would keep it safe. "

A classic. A must. Hope it doesn't disappoint the expectations. Planning on doing more little doodles like that until the animatic is finished.

[ouijacine]

They abandoned you and I collected you like a treasure

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[quelmdn]

[confessionsofacommonreader]

Sometimes I feel like even when I am trying my hardest, I always get the bad end of the deal.

[confessionsofacommonreader]

Did this challenge where you write"lyrics " On Pinterest. This is what I got........

[leehallfae]

@/girlglimmer (x) // @/christmas-winter (x) // fireflies - suzanne siegel // “orange and blue” - sarah jarosz // beautiful night - momcilo simic // christmas eve - julia andreevna petrova // @/hunting-brother (x) // @/bluecapsicum (x) // suzanne siegel

[priestessofmissouri]

tumblr is so intimate like… i do not act like this around people i know…

[soundcarvings]

Whenever an ugly feeling arises in me, maybe resent, greed, insecurity, etc. I just have to laugh and think to myself, this is what being alive is and I don’t deny my capacity for ugliness, in fact I store my faith in it because that same awareness of my own ugliness is the place I go to when I am aware of my own beauty. I have all the time in the world to sort it out, that’s the thing with self trust. I don’t hide from others and I don’t hide from myself, where there is ugliness I observe it and I don’t turn away.

[soundcarvings]

People who deny their own ugliness, turn away from it, find shame in it and then pretend that they aren’t ashamed are the ones with the deepest capacity for cruelty. Time to see yourself clearly and move forward anyways.

[kafkaesquetragedy]

I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party and I attended with my real face. — Franz Kafka. and oh dear lord did i learn this the hard way. ironic, isn't it?

[financeprincess]

Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.

[stuckinapril]

Sometimes you stress yourself out to the point of tears and then u have to coax urself off the ledge by reminding urself that nothing is ever that fucking serious . It works out how it works out the point is we put in the effort

[confessionsofacommonreader]

Don't wanna cry but i break that way....

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, "DEPRESSION [VERB]", Lord of the Butterflies

[confessionsofacommonreader]

I tipped my chin up to look at the ceiling and shook my head, feeling that blunt tip of disappointment jab me right in the gut, reminding me it was always there, just waiting for the perfect moment to say it never went anywhere.Because it didn’t.

I couldn’t think of the last time I hadn’t felt disappointed in something—mostly myself.