The Nerdy Files

tammy. old enough. writer.

[leblogdetammy]

Hello again! It’s been a while. I hope everyone is doing well. Since I am back here. I’ll commence posting literary works that I created. Looking forward to it again guys!

[leblogdetammy]

@laserguidedcarebearmissile hey! :)

[sqaulleonhart-deactivated201602]

Your story is one of many possibilities

[nevver]

Return to Magenta, Delaney Allen

[santin0]

[x]

[guacs-deactivated20170408]

(Coffee’s for Closers) // Fall Out Boy

[leblogdetammy]

[leblogdetammy]

applemusic I am so in love you 💋❤️

[leblogdetammy]

Eyes.

Alright, while I was in the middle of traffic inside where I work, there was this guy that was walking and his eyes were the ones that I usually gravitate towards--piercing, as if it can see through anyone's soul. He looked through my soul. Gosh, it was the best seconds of my life... He looked through my eyes and I felt like he just touched my insides. Love at first sight, the nth time now.

[yvng-gxddess]

[leblogdetammy]

It was so sudden, our pieces fell apart. Spaces in between, where can they connect again? The ropes were cut. Distances far. At one part I'm still hanging on the body which we decapitated. I still stand, waiting for you to stand with me. But then you're now asleep on the floor, oblivion ate your very essence.

[leblogdetammy]

All the greens have turned grey. The taste of rust, in the walls of my mouth, laced. Dim, the lights, became; what were once technicolor. Still famished, craving for you. Still thirsted to the whole of you. I'm a starless sky, and the sunrise shall shine with uncertainty.

[leblogdetammy]

Playlists.

There would be days that a rollercoaster of emotions would end up swirling around and getting me feel things; then there would be those days that the ride would just stop and i am devoid of all capabilities of emotions or feelings. And this day would be one those days. What can a detached person or unemotional person like me could do? Of course, playlists! I remember in a class I had last semester that there are two types of music listener: one would be after the story and words of the song; one would be after exclusively to the melody. As for me, the story and words of a song mattered more. That's the reason playlists are so important to me, the series of songs need to be connected, or at least talk about the same themes. Playlists gave me the capability to feel emotions that I've actually been so devoid of... "Do you feel like a young god? You know the two of us are just young gods. And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath..." - Young God // Halsey "I like to think that we had it all, we drew a map to a better place... But in that road I took a fall. Oh baby why did you run away?" - Maps // Maroon 5 "I can put you in the sunshine, hoping for the daylight. But you say no way, not going out there..." - Run & Hide // This Century "Everything is grey; his hair, his smoke, his dreams and now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means..." - Colors // Halsey "And when we go crashing down we come back every time, cos we never go out of style..." - Style // Taylor Swift "... Who's this whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away...?" - Stockholm Syndrome // One Direction For you, what is your playlist today?

[leblogdetammy]

glamourofthegods Maraaaaah! [ hugs ] tams here... I miss you soooooo <3

[fuks]

I am ready to die

[the-blackjay]

What I really want to know, is does the body decompose? Does it just stay there forever? I’m not an expert on moon science, but I want answers.

[tardis-mind-palace]

moon science fact: since there is little to no atmosphere on the moon, your body would probably not decompose, but it would get hit with like hella amounts of radiation from the sun and be kinda radioactive

[fidefortitude-deactivated202011]

I’ve always wanted my corpse to be eternal and radioactive

[wearyghosts]

Get ready to send me to space, fuckers

[leblogdetammy]

[ plays Radioactive at the background ]

[leblogdetammy]

HS teachers: There's still a minute left of class, sit down!

College professors: There's 15 mins left, but I'm done teaching so bye.

[trag-ica]