I promise you my pain wasn’t poetic. It was days without sleep and pretending I was stable enough to continue.
i am tired of this sadness. (via thedestrcyer)
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@likeloving-blog
I promise you my pain wasn’t poetic. It was days without sleep and pretending I was stable enough to continue.
i am tired of this sadness. (via thedestrcyer)
Blue wind gets so sad / Blowin’ through the thick corn / Through the bales of hay
MELCHIOR:
❝Anywhere but HOME, Martha, for god’s sake !! There are people who can help you.❞
[”No one helped Ilse. When she tried to tell people they turned their backs. The same thing would happen to me.”]
VERONICA:
@likeloving.
“ Loser buys slushies. You in or out? ”
[”You’re on. I’m better with my hands anyway.”]
*rewatches a scene with an actual gay kiss for that one moment when martha and anna sign bruise at each other and hold hands.*
“ WENT AND RUINED ALL THE TRUE PLANS, SUCH A SHAME —– SUCH A SIN. ”
( independent wendla bergmann from deaf west’s spring awakening. )
DOESN'T EAT SOMETIMES WTF:
“ Brushing my teeth is kind of embedded into my motor memory, but I get it. Eating is usually lost in activities when I get busy. Everyone has something, I suppose. ”
[”I could never forget to eat! Sometimes I’m not allowed to but that’s different. Do you forget because of school or like other things?”]
I DON'T NEED THIS SHIT:
For a split second, he has the decency to look embarrassed. But the self-satisfied expression is back almost immediately. He does turn to face her, though. “Alright, alright! Take it easy. Jesus no need to lose it… So now do you want a drink or not?”
She would like it on the record that she has been through far too much to be intimidated by some college asshole who thinks he’s hot shit. She straightens her dress and meets his smug eyes. [”Yes. A beer and quickly”]
ANNA:
⚘ starter call : @likeloving ⚘
{ “ JUST one more moment Martha … Let me sleep LONGER. “ }
[”But look at the sunrise Anna! Don’t you want to catch it?”]
ILSE:
“ i… i don’t want to talk about it, martha. i’m sorry. i’ve been thinking. run away with me. ”
[”Run away? I-I but where would we go? How would we live? I want to but we, we would be in so much trouble. Let’s just wait a while it’ll be ok.”]
MARKUS:
@likeloving ( stay still - blessthefall )
“ so … when does it start getting BETTER ? – the lights are fading OUT. ”
[”Maybe one day...when we’re older I think.”]
A lot of people support him. But a lot of people support not supporting him.
Tolstoy on Napopleon (via incorrectwarandpeace)
Can anyone make me icons? I’m running out.
thank you so much guys. it’s been a whole month and i was so quickly welcomed into the community. considering my previous experiences with rpcs this was a dream for me. everyone here is so nice and considerate. and everyone here loves what they do and are passionate about their characters, hamilton blogs or not. so, this is a little thing to thank you guys.
rules:
mbf me
must be a rp blog
don’t rush me. it’s finals week, and i am THIS CLOSE to a 4.0.
this ends on 4/5/2016
prizes:
first place: a theme fully coded ( updates tab + music player as an option but if you want popups…sorry ) / 100 icons
second place: 100 icons or two graphics.
third place: one graphic.
MELCHIOR:
❝ — for god’s sake, Martha, why don’t you TELL somebody ?❞
[”Where will I go? They’d just blame me.”]
ILSE:
“ you did? oh, martha, what happened? did he catch you? ”
[”I almost made it. But Papa grabbed me around the waist and slung me backwards over his shoulder. All the way up to his room. All the blood rushed to my head and I was sure I would faint. Then he dropped me down on the bed. I felt as if my limbs were being hacked off. Does it feel like that for you? I just stare at the chipped paint on the ceiling til he’s done. Counting the flecks like snow.”]
I lost my innocence very young and it had nothing to do with sex.
Jennifer Elisabeth (via bornreadygeneration)