ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ @mentalxcrisis-blog - Tumblr Blog

been dragging my feet on this account for a plethora of reasons.

mostly ive had nothing to write and im made so anxious by plotting with people i dont know well that im afraid to open the messenger and reply ( : ) )

not even posting this on the main blog for the same reason lmaooo

just wanted to apologize to some specific people that follow this one

i miss you

sorry

quotemadness

And I have still other smothered memories, now unfolding themselves into limbless monsters of pain.

Vladimir Nabokov (via quotemadness)

#words

adaestra

WHAT IS THIS PLACE? / Darling, here the gods died. Here the horsemen tremble. Here we bathe in gasoline. / Come, join us in our garden of dead bodies, we’re having fire for lunch.

Earth, 2016. Enjoy your stay. / b.s.h (via 1995june)

#words

watcherandshielda-deactivated20

Tumblr RP 2012: He grabbed a carton of milk and drank it.

Tumblr RP 2014+: Slender digits might curve delicately——&& OPAQUE biodegradable material would find a long-lost home snugly ‘neath gangly sticks of bone and sinew. A cow’s utter hath provided CREAMY substance now floating on white clouds of honeydew in said CARTON—— and as butterfly petals part to receive the rich nectar, a feather-like sigh finds it’s way into the Autumn air.

#...holy shit

gothicxmemes

Therapy // All time low

#vis

reservoirdogs1992-blog

i. there are certain places that have nostalgia painted all over the walls. certain rooms that could ignite fireflies of memories. ii. colours: a baby pink for the days spent in a field of your soft hands. a sunny yellow for when light slipped out of my broken bones. blue days that remind me of my mortality. black / grey / white nothings. have you noticed how the sky is never the same colour twice? iii. there are certain roads marked with muscle memory. roads that can be walked with no senses except for the heart beating faster and faster. iv. there are certain names that fill my mouth with lust, with regret, with hope. with love, with love. with missing. with space.

A.Y. // there are things i cannot erase without losing myself

#words

what to do when your fc’s group hasn’t been active for 2 years, thus leaving you devoid of relevant content to use for edits, icons, etc, and you have to keep recycling the same 5 pictures and screenshots over and over: use strategically cropped pictures, pray nobody notices, and cry yourself to sleep

#i miss alphabat :(#boy howdy i'm sure not doing any writing am i #i'll fix that later or something idk

Fireworks go off like gunshots as soon as the clock strikes midnight. It’s hard to differentiate between what’s a firecracker and what’s the real deal, but his ears ring with familiarity after every other bang.

There are a lot of people out on Liberation Day, no matter what the time. It’s an excuse to get drunk, an excuse to make noise and have fun. He used to have a sip of champagne when his mom wasn’t looking and watch the flashes of color block out the sky.

This morning, he’s paying a visit to Gwanak. His best friend doesn’t live too far, and he debates paying that mother fucker a visit, but decides it might be a bad idea.

His phone alarm goes off at half-past. He silences it and drops the remnants of the cigarette he’d been smoking onto the pavement, digs in with his boot. He doesn’t bother picking it up - that’s a job for the boy scouts or girl scouts or whatever scouts decide to pick up litter on the side of the road. It’s time to go.

Everyone that had fallen asleep just before the celebration began in earnest are waking up just to set off a bottle rocket. His target is one of them.

He strolls up to the abode of a middle-aged man with no friends, no family. The door breaks easy, made of something cheap. His foot leaves a smear of ash on one of the shards littering the entryway floor. He pulls his gun from the back of his waistband and checks the clip as he makes his way through the apartment to find the balcony. It’s full - loaded a couple of days ago; it never really hurts to make sure you didn’t fire a shot in your sleep.

The glass door squawks as he pushes it open, alerts the target. There’s not much he can do about that, besides dealing with it the only way he really knows how to deal with anything.

He starts a tirade.

Expletives and threats spew forth, breaking only long enough to give the man before him time to blurt out apologies. The fuse to his rocket is still going, newly lit, and he’s got a gun to this man’s head.

I’ll have the money on Monday.

It’s not good enough. He makes sure to say so, and the rocket takes to the sky. There’s no point to checking the guy’s wallet - it’s inside, sitting on the coffee table - practically begging to be taken.

He pulls the trigger as the firework goes off. He doesn’t even blink.

There’s blood on his hand and his sleeve and his boots but it manages to miss his shirt and his face this time, so he’s marginally impressed. There’s a rag in his back pocket and he uses it to wipe down the barrel of his gun. It’s still hot, but it doesn’t burn too much anymore. It gets put back as he tugs the balcony door shut.

He scoops up the leather bifold on his way out. Maybe he’ll make a pit stop after all.

Happy Holidays.

#hc

there are half-finished paintings scattered around the edges of his world

grotesque visions of death and decay

in a world that rains hellfire and echoes screams

the images spell out words sometimes, letters at the bottom melting off of the canvases

k s u n g

l o y a l t y

g u n

d e a t h

#i don't know what this is #words #i was watching the spongebob movie

the-psycho-cutie-deactivated201

My demons look like you sometimes.

Thursday, May 8th, 2014 (via feahrs)

#words

inevitablecomedown

what do i gotta do for a game of thrones au

inevitablecomedown

why do i feel like my kid would be jon snow @k-sung @illota

mentalxcrisis-blog

#he doesnt want to be here#hes trying his best and not really doing a very good job#just let him rest

honestly

selin becomes the hound, protecting terrible rulers and then deserting

#fuck ksung fuck the king fuck everyone #sungjoon you're cool but also fuck you #kills 6 other kingsguard and leaves

psykoh-deactivated20150210

#vis

infinitexanity

Naruto AU //

Notes: yeah dont look at me okay. naruto never leaves you

it’s really vague on purpose!! because if we ever do write an au like this i don’t want to decide things for you guys without asking. i wrote them differently only because an au changes the character slightly. But their core personalities are basically the same

ANYWAY

Happy birthday ash!! this is late, but i always am. love you nerd

@illota, & @lithified and @szyo cause your muses are in here too

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