EzzyBezzy

23 ♎️ Main character energy or just a middle child?

[shencomix]

[jessilynallendilla]

EDIT: holy shit 19k notes in 24 hours on an original post never happened before in my 10 years on here I love you all

[nbmudkip]

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember

[shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey]

"how can you remember that" I remember Everything. unless I forget

[ezzybezzy]

Gonna need to be renamed Houdini, because a bitch keeps disappearing

[forgondor]

i have a friend who has kinda bad eczema on their right hand but their left hand is fine and thats because acidity makes eczema worse and that includes vaginal acidity and my friend is both a lesbian and a slut so they finger a lot of people and that fucks up the hand they use (their right hand). Anyways do you think BBC sherlock would deduce that by looking at my friend’s hands

[sanjidysphoria]

nothing couldve prepared me for the last sentence

[ezzybezzy]

Come get your milk

[ezzybezzy]

Click clack

The bad bitch is back

Still not sober btw…

[ezzybezzy]

What was that shit

[ezzybezzy]

Didn’t see that one coming

[ezzybezzy]

This isn’t my room and isn’t a new photo

[looks--that--kill]

Me, a Mess™, everytime people ask how my life is going

[ezzybezzy]

Mama I want a rockstar

Any sort of attention will do actually

[ezzybezzy]

I didn’t take this photo but full credits to whoever did. Even though it’s been burnt the church still is one of the most stunning sights in France. The golden cross still standing proud in the background, and it’s dusted reflection on the floor, the burn wood and crumbled stone at the foot of the praying statutes.

Fucking beautiful

[ezzybezzy]

Meet Eric, my favourite emu.

Today Eric nearly gave me a heart attck

[ezzybezzy]

To the Other person

Dear Other person,

I am wrighting to you in regards of my emotion. I'm perplexed, as of how losing you, has caused me to feel as if I am drowning in side of an ocean. Oh, have I told you of my fear of the ocean? No?

I've been trying to answer the question of how not having you here is mentally tourchuring me. In eight years you became my sister, my common sense, the left side of my brain. You are the only person who can lighten my heavy thoughts. People saw me as problematic ; however to you I was a simple maths sum. You were always good at maths, book smart. You soothed my impulsive thoughts. A safety lock on my loaded emotions, but through months of debating and a 24 hour flight, I became a loaded gun.

I got caught in the ocean storm of my thoughts.

Do you see other person? I'm walking on land but drowning in my thoughts, and I don't remember how to swim. I want to be held,other person, but you're on the other side of the world. If I tell my sisters they'll say ' oh you're being dramatic, your ocean is a pool, just stand up ' I'm trying to stand but the current is strong and the sharks are creeping from bellow.

I've learnt that home was never where I grew up, it wasn't even with my family. It's with you other person.

We haven't spoken for a while, I'm sorry for that, I was trying to breath.

How have you been? I hope to hear from you soon.

Yours truly

- the loaded gun

[ezzybezzy]

Confused emotions

Being confused is unsettling. Not knowing what to do, I’m like this at work a lot. However being confused is most unsettling when you’re confused with your emotions.

Am I happy?

Am I sad?

Angry?

Annoyed?

In love?

In lust?

It’s like getting up in the middle of a sleep over trying to get to the toilet, without waking anyone up, and not falling over.

I’m trying to make as little noise as possible so everyone can do what they do. I’m so fucking done with being confused and quiet

But I’m not sure if I’m ready to make a shot in the dark

[ezzybezzy]

Alone

I’m alone again,

Sat alone again,

I’ve been left alone again,

Writing has become a form of therapy to me, because I literally choke on the words if I try to speak them.

However the world is a ‘ cruel place ‘ so god made it difficult form me to spell them. My therapy has limits

I never knew the feeling of loneliness until I was waiting for someone to come home or someone to talk to me;

My family complain I talk to much, but that’s the only time I can speak. Till then I’m sat with the silence of the four walls that have been built for me.

Im alone again,

Sat alone again,

Crying alone again.

- Erin may