afterhours

idk minors DNI kitchen sink sideblog

[pretty-little-babyyy]

[sadboys2k01]

I‘m only useful when I‘m being used

[sylviaplathreincarnate]

[marching-thru-a-winter]

(not mine, sharing from pinterest)

[strikemedowntohell]

I am becoming more fully acquainted with my worthlessness

[strikemedowntohell]

I'll never be worth staying for

[strikemedowntohell]

crawling on my belly to beg for love I don't deserve

driven by starvation, humiliating and pathetic

compelled to seek contact and company

I prostrate myself at your feet

pleading an indifferent sun to illuminate my life to let its rays warm my skin and melt my heart

ignorant enough to ignore my insignificance

[wifegideonnav]

the emotion i just experienced is kind of indescribable

[wifegideonnav]

the funniest part of this post to me is that the reblog:like ratio is nearly 1:1. nobody’s just liking everyone who sees this video goes yeah i gotta inflict it on as many people as possible

[filmnoirsbian]

I have so much love and respect for women who are honest about their own loneliness but also find the good in it like when audrey hepburn said “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel” and when charlotte bronte said “I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself” and when jenny slate said “I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that there will always be a ribbon of loneliness running through who I am. But that’s why I want to do comedy, and why I want to connect with people. You can use that ribbon to be a part of a finer tapestry, or you can choke yourself out with it! Your choice!” and when mary oliver said “whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things”

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

it's that time of year when countless people in countless schools and universities start thinking about running a d&d night, and I'm here to tell you: that's the devil talking. listen, I play a lot of games, D&D among them, and I run a LOT of events for college students. what you want is a game with dirt simple mechanics, character creation that can be completed in about a minute or less, and a contingency plan to split your attendees into groups if too many of them show up to reasonably play together. maybe something that doesn't even have dice idk. I'm not being a buzzkill I SWEAR I'm sincerely trying to save you from the horrors of a D&D night where 20 people show up and half of them have level 20 characters packing 16 magic items and a bad case of Main Character Syndrome and the other half are going to need to spend 45 minutes making their first character sheet ever. just play a different game man.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

some games that my co-GM and I are planning to run this year:

Dread

Queer Coven

Fiasco

I'm Sorry Did You Say Street Magic

The Quiet Year

Raccoon Sky Pirates

Lasers and Feelings or one of its many hacks

Knave if the students are very good

[soloh]

I'm terrified that if I were to dwell on all the best things about you for too long, if I allowed all those thoughts to compile themselves and sit with my soul for a while, I would fall and I would not be able to stop myself. And the fall doesn't scare me, I've fallen before knowing the person I'm falling for will not be waiting for me at the bottom. It's the thought of climbing back up, and trying to be your friend, and finding that you're not there either, that stops me from stepping off the edge. I would rather love you in all the acceptable, platonic, slightly lust-fuelled ways and have you in my life, than love you with the energy that I think you deserve to be loved, and not have you at all.

Excerpt from Something I'll Probably Never Write #12

[change-your-heart]

It’s not a pretty thing

The way my common sense bends

Under the weight of my affection

For you.

[notmadebyhumanhands]

Unrequited pt. 2

Even when breaking my heart, you just had to do it beautifully.

I have nothing but respect for you.

I would be lying if I say that I never thought we would be amazing together. Full disclosure -- I envisioned that life with you, but it's one that I will never get to live. The would've, could've, should've beens will be the hill I die on.

You were practically the prayer I said every night. Either the heavens did not listen, or they saw something in the future they were saving me from.

I wanted to think that you were unfair for not even taking a chance on me. I knew I put my heart on the line, laid all cards on the table, and you surprised me, because apparently, the way I feel about you has always been crystal clear to you. And you let me down gently. You rejected me, but in a way that was genuine, full of respect and understanding. And I knew, I knew then that I liked a sincerely nice guy.

You didn't even give me the satisfaction of considering you as a jerk, as a shitty person, because you are not. It would have been easier to hate you if you were, but no. You handled it smoothly, beautifully, that even though there was pain, I was left more in awe of how flawlessly you executed it.

It's one of those things that I really just have to leave up to time. Down the road, I'll miss your face. But will I even cross your mind once in a while? I want to be your favourite regret. My curse is that I will never know if you'll ever think of me, remember me, even as an afterthought, even if it's to say, "there was once this girl who..."

If this were a rom-com, this story would have a happy ending. But this is real life, not a movie. Maybe this is me exiling myself. Either this city is big enough or too small for both of us. But for the sake of my sanity, I hope I never see you again for the rest of my life.

2 days later and I am left relying on endless playlists and copious amounts of caffeine as a way to cope.

But I will be fine. You will be a learning curve. And I will get over you. But for now, there is pain.

-- for Nicolas R.

[skzatzbtshyj]

[bbingustheoctopus]

Can I pretend like you were once mine, for a while more?

[elle-rph]

*Develops feelings for someone* I've made a huge mistake.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am your mould, but the shape of you is true absence, leaving me purposeless.’

[text id: and is this not treason? / my soul belongs far more to you than it does to me.]