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@miilkshakebitch-blog
I have a violence in me that is hot as death — blood.
Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath’ (via advotiya-raskolnikova)
who would consider an au with me abt a famous family in the 1800s in the us aka i’m very strongly inspired by biltmore and i’m just imagining a super rich family and stevie’s one of the workers taking care of the huge ass house and she falls in love with one of the girls who lives there and honestly i would sell my soul for this
starter call!!
Sleepy Sentence Starters ☽☆
“Just give me a few more minutes…please…”
“If we’re going to do this, I need some coffee first. I’m half dead right now.”
“I refuse to get out of my pajamas and off of this couch.”
“You can take a nap with me. Nap time, like nap-hang-out time.”
“I’m starting to see the world blurry. I’ve been up for two days…”
“Let me wake up…Wait, it’s 2AM. Why are you waking me up?”
“It’s too early in the waking-up process for you to talk to me…Gimme a few minutes to let the world make sense again.”
“I need to have a long meeting with my blanket and pillows. You probably should, too.”
“You look tired. When was the last time you slept?”
“It’s been a long day, but we still have things to do. Why don’t you take a quick nap?”
you have me, until every last star in the galaxy dies, you have me
I live here on my knees As I try to make you see That you’re everything I think I need here on the ground.
hey-o!! i rebooted my other favorite oc. please go give him a look, as i’ll be on there for a while!!
@contracas
"----okay, so check this out. i fucked around while closing and i made a caramel shake. it tastes SO FUCKING GOOD and i want someone else’s input, so i know you came for like-- a big mac or whatever, but PLEASE try this.”
cadaverics:
NOTHING’S BEEN QUITE THE SAME SINCE YOU SHOT YOURSELF
@leslce liked for a starter!!
it's a COLD ASS NIGHT and it’s her turn on patrol, alone, so of COURSE she looking out for just about ANYTHING. and someone without a jacket? well, that was reason ENOUGH for concern. “----i have a jacket if you need?”
Send 🍟 to steal one of my muse’s fries. Thief.
like for a starter in main verse!!
when ur muse is just so in love with another muse that it’s ridiculous
hurt meme.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
“i fucked up, why do you not care?”
“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
“i have no idea how to do cpr.”
“whose blood is that?”
“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
“don’t you dare fucking let go!”
“what the hell happened to you?”
“are they dead? did you kill them?”
“do you know what you’ve done?”
“you’re either with me or against me.”
“who the hell did this to you?”
“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”
“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”
“when was the last time you ate?”
“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“
“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”
“are you… throwing up in there?”
“why aren’t you eating?”
“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”
“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”
“i woke up, & you were gone.”
“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”
“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”
happy munday have shitty pictures of me with my asshole kitten
honestly its so easy to guilt me into writing i fucking hate myself