we were talking about whether aliens are real or not in the car earlier and my brother looked out the window longingly and said “if aliens arent real then why can i feel them in my heart”
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we were talking about whether aliens are real or not in the car earlier and my brother looked out the window longingly and said “if aliens arent real then why can i feel them in my heart”
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The losers club High school // Moodboards
He watched that pulse, the evidence of her heart, matching his own beat for anxious beat. He saw the damp curve of her neck, the gleam of her brown skin. He wanted to … He wanted.
Before he even knew what he intended, he lowered his head. She drew in a sharp breath. His lips hovered just above the warm juncture between her shoulder and the column of her neck. He waited. Tell me to stop. Push me away.
She exhaled. “Go on,” she repeated. Finish the story.
The barest movement and his lips brushed her skin—warm, smooth, beaded with moisture. Desire coursed through him, a thousand images he’d hoarded, barely let himself imagine — the fall of her dark hair freed from its braid, his hand fitted to the lithe curve of her waist, her lips parted, whispering his name.
*accidentally purposely turns conversation sexual*
someone else: *makes a mistake*
me: don't worry buddy! it is not a big deal! we can fix this! we'll figure it out!!
me: *makes a mistake*
me: i am irredeemable worthless garbage and i want to die
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is it ironic that this is what I think of when I spend hours on photoshop making edits but also spent an hour on photoshop making this?
Amnesia: The Dark Descent sentence starters
“Some things mustn’t be forgotten.” “Will this ever end?” “Something is wrong, oh so wrong!” “There is nothing left. Everything is gone.” “Who are you to question me?!” “There’s no denying the things I’ve done.” “You are carrying the shadow with you!” “Is this guilt I’m witnessing, [name]? If so, blame yourself.” “I’m sorry, my friend.” “How do you justify your violence?” “It is curiosity in league with your selfishness that is killing us both.“ “I will grant you another chance to redeem yourself.” “We are so very much the same, you and I.” “You never did finish what you set out to do.” “Good and evil: such comforting concepts. But hardly applicable.” “Are you so blind that you see no good in me?” “Your sacrifice will not be forgotten.” “I’m just like you, [name]. A prisoner of circumstance.” “You killed us! You killed us both!” “Please help him, I know you can.” “We can’t argue now - you need to act.” “You have everything. What are you waiting for?” “I thought I had lost you!” “I realize you doubt my intentions.” “Why would I take such extreme measures to save your life? Maybe, I’m saving mine too.” “As you gain your freedom, will you deny me mine?” “It was my greatest triumph, and I never looked back.”
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