Lenathedragonfly

One confused human

[lenathedragonfly]

"This inhuman place creates human monsters"

THE SHINING, Stephen King.

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My ceiling literally looks more interesting than my life.

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God, the world can be such a beautiful place sometimes!

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"And how do I return? Whole and strong, with all the Might I can muster."

- Adele Bloch-Bauer, The Lady in Gold, Anne-Marie O' Connor.

[philosophybits]

“I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it.”

— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

[lenathedragonfly]

Today is a good day and God help anyone who tells me otherwise.

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Sometimes getting through one second, one minute, one hour and one day is the most brilliant kind of accomplishment.

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So I just started watching Attack on Titan a few days ago and I'm 10 episodes into Season One. Here is a list of all my thoughts,

"Jesus fucking Christ these titans are terrifying!"

"If I lived in this world I would yeet myself off a cliff..."

"Goddam Mikasa!"

"Eren you wouldn't survive one day without Mikasa..."

"Eren you need to calm down."

"Armin just needs to be loved"

"Blood, blood everywhere...so much screaming..." *stares traumatized at the wall*

"Who is Levi Ackerman and why is everyone raving over him?"

"He's the badass hot one? Okay. *watches a couple of videos* Oh fuck..."

"Listen to Mikasa Eren."

"Holy hell Mikasa!"

"Why is that titan running like that?"

"Am I okay? No I most definitely am not!"

" *snorts* Potato girl..."

"I think I'm in love with Annie."

"Nope, it's still Mikasa."

"Sasha Braus you adorable little cinnamon role of comic relief!"

"So...Eren is titan hulk?"

"How the fuck did that happen! What sort of biological scientific shebang is this!"

"No Armin my sweet blonde pancake you are not a burden."

"WHAT IS HAPPENING!?!?!? WHAT IS THIS!?!?!?"

[lenathedragonfly]

Sometimes when I run down the stairs and I trip, stumble, bend over like twig, flail all about and still somehow manage not to plummet to my certain death, a curious sense of accomplishment fills my soul.