𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍.

𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞  𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞  𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧   𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞.

[tiffsmemes]

wounded taken from the 2005 percival everett book.

i was thinking that i’d be a little lost without you here.

you were having a bad dream.

i never thought i’d need anyone again, but i need you. is that okay?

find something warm, though. you’re going to need it.

this is going to sting a little.

am i dead or do i just feel like it?

if it scares you, it scares you. that’s pretty simple.

i’m going to bed. you go to bed, too.

the problem is that guns are easy. any idiot can use one and any idiot can feel tough with one.

it’s five thirty in the morning.

killing isn’t hard. it only takes a second. it’s what comes after that’s hard.

sorry for running out like a stupid child and causing everybody to worry.

take another breath. let it all out.

you forgot to eat lunch again.

that’s it, we’re going to the hospital.

the people you expected to do the bad thing did the bad thing.

sorry i made you come out there and have to save me.

scary stuff.

you were in bad shape.

it’s a tough time, these holidays.

when you call me son, i almost believe it.

this is all so unreal.

that’s going to eat at me for the rest of the day.

you’re in a world of trouble and that’s what you need to be worried about.

to tell the truth, i’m scared.

my fingers hurt.

don’t worry about that now. let’s just get home.

i’ve got bad news.

it’s okay to love something bigger than yourself without fearing it. anything worth loving is bigger than we are anyway.

you’ll slow me down and i’ll be worrying about you.

people live, people die. people split up, people stay together and make each other miserable.

have at it, buckaroo.

put your butt in a chair.

i trust him about as much as i trust any white man with a gun.

makes as much sense as anything.

go grab yourself some lunch.

a little dizzy, queasy all of a sudden.

in other words, get it your damn self.

not bad? whatever happened to “great” or “good”?

you don’t want to understand. you won’t try to understand.

[luthienne]

“But the fall—the falling / of it / even after it’s done—”

— Jorie Graham, from Overlord: Poems; “Omaha (Lowest Tide, Coefficient 105, Full Moon)”

[martyrdawn]

          arthur  is  most  upset  @  john  for  leaving  behind  his  Family  when  arthur  himself  had  the  option  taken  from  him,   coupled  with  the  fact  john  would  have  been  aware  even  if  only  of  the  situation  of  his  loss.   john  was  with  hosea,  arthur  &  dutch  when  eliza  and  isaac  died.   arthur  literally  Cannot  comprehend  what  was  going  through  johns  head  to  leave  that  opportunity  behind  with  abigail  and  jack,   considering  he  would  have  Seen  how  it  affected  arthur  when  he  lost  his.    this  isn’t  to  say  arthurs  view  is  justified,  bc  john  is  a  different  person  and  clearly  makes  his  own  choices  and  handles  things  differently  etc. . .   just  that. . . .    arthur  was  so  Mad  at  him  and  thats  the  main  reason.

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

Very early in my life it was too late.

Marguerite  Duras,   from   The  Lover.

[martyrdawn]

          idk  how  people  can  ship  dutch  or  hosea  with  arthur  : /   he  was  no  older  than  14  when  he  joined  them.   building  a  romantic  relationship  with  him  from  either  of  them  is  grooming  behavior  and  tbh  i  just  really  don’t  get  how  people  think  it’s  okay.

[martyrdawn]

          me:   arthur  getting  sick  is  important  to  his  character  growth           also  me:   i  object  and  refuse  to  go  to  the  downes  ranch  this  gp

[martyrdawn]

           @wisecrime​   i  just  came  out  to  have  a  good  time  and  honestly  i’m  feeling  so  attacked  rn

[iwontwrite]

It felt like everyone was slipping through my fingertips all at once.

-c.t.//excerpt from a book I won’t write.

[ontheveldt]

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[martyrdawn]

          just  saying  right  here,   right  now,   lenny’s  death  was  one  of  the  most  difficult  to  process.

[martyrsuggestion]

i am trying to become a better person before i die.

[martyrdawn]

Hosea:   Don’t  take  Dutch’s  patter  about  redemption  too  seriously. Hosea:   We’re  doomed,   just  like  every  other  creature  on  this  rock.   But  unlike  them,   we’ll  go  down  fighting. Lenny:    Is  that  what  you  believe? Hosea:   I  don’t  know,   son.   I  don’t  know  what  I  believe.   Apart  from  wishing  I  wasn’t  going  to  find  out  sooner  than  I’d  like. Hosea:   What  do  you  think,   Arthur? Arthur:    I  don’t  do  too  much  thinking,   Hosea. . .   killing’s  more  my  thing. Hosea:    I  don’t  believe  that  for  a  second.

[martyrdawn]

          where’s  john  @   

[martyrdawn]

          arthur’s  dysphoria  makes  me  so  sad.

[martyrdawn]

          something  i’ve  noticed  is  the  lack  of  discussion  about  many  of  the  characters  alcoholism  /  alcohol  abuse,   arthur  included.   spending  five  minutes  talking  to  everyone  while  drunk  at  camp  is  so  telling.   the  way,   especially  those  who’ve  known  arthur  longest,   seem  exasperated  but  not  surprised  that  he’s  ‘been  drinking’  /  is  ‘drunk  again’  ( in  their  words).   the  tones  of  their  voice  are  vastly  telling  as  well,   especially  considering  most  of  them  sound  annoyed  or  flippant.    there’s  not  just  ‘one  way’  to  be  an  alcoholic  and  arthur’s  binge  drinking  to  avoid  problems  and  emotions  is  just  one  of  the  many.   i’d  also  venture  to  say  he  drinks  daily,   as  alcohol  is  one  of  the  easiest  ways  to  restore  dead  eye  and  so  even  if  not  getting  drunk,    he  still  relies  upon  it.    what  arthur  says  and  how  he  acts  while  drinking  also  shows  that  the  underlying  problem  is  that  he  Does  use  it  for  coping  purposes.    it’s  something  i  just  find  not  talked  about  much  but  also  very  important  to  the  development  of  his  character.

[martyrdawn]

arthur singing to himself as he rides through beautiful country? 😔👌

[watchoutforintellect]

I need a father, I need a mother, I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Sylvia Plath - Taken From ‘The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath’ February, 1956