Rhae's storm

''I am an echo of a person that isn’t a person anymore'' She/her

[nobodyspoetess]

✿❀　ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ 2.0❀✿

────୨ৎ────

𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑦, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑔𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔,

𝑠𝑜 𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑦, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒

𝑰'𝒎 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚, 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒

────୨ৎ────

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊𖥸

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ ➳

┊ ┊ ┊ ✫ ➳

┊ ┊ ☪⋆ 𖥸

┊ ⊹ ➳

✯

────୨ৎ────

"𝚆𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎

𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐?"

────୨ৎ────

ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴇʀ𝓼ᴏɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ 𝓼ᴏɴɢ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ 𝓼ᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏʀ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴋᴇʏʙᴏᴀʀᴅ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ.

ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴇᴛ, ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ, ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ, 𝓼ᴛᴏʀʏᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ. ᴀ 𝓼ᴏᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴ𝔁ɪᴏᴜ𝓼 ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ 𝓼ᴘɪʀᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ𝓼 ᴀɴᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ𝓼. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ 𝓼ᴇᴀ, ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀғʟɪᴇ𝓼, ʜʏᴀᴄɪɴᴛʜ𝓼, ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴍᴀ𝓼ᴄᴀʀᴀ, ᴀᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ, ᴛᴇᴄʜ, ᴍᴜ𝓼ɪᴄ, ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ. ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏ𝓼 ᴇ𝔁ᴘʀᴇ𝓼𝓼 ᴍʏ𝓼ᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ𝓼 ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇ𝓼.

ᴍʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇ𝓼ᴛ𝓼 ᴀʀᴇ 𝓼𝓸̨ᴜɪᴅ ɢᴀᴍᴇ, ᴅᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʜɪʟ, 𝓼ᴜᴄᴄᴇ𝓼𝓼ɪᴏɴ, ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ𝓼. ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ 𝓼𝓸̨ᴜɪᴅ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ғɪᴄ𝓼 ғᴏʀ 2 ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ 𝓼ʜɪᴘ𝓼. ɪ ʟɪ𝓼ᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴜ𝓼ɪᴄ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇ𝓼.

ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ :ᴅ

────୨ৎ────

⋆ ╤╤╤ ✯ ╤╤╤ ⋆

┊┊┊ ✧ ┊┊┊

┊┊⋆┊┊ ☪

┊✭ ┊ ┊

✯ ┊ ✧

✵

────୨ৎ────

╭┉┉┅┄┄•◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ೋ

“ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 𝓼ᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ 𝓼ᴘᴏʀᴀᴅɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ𝓼 ʜᴇʀᴇ,

ᴇɴᴛᴇʀ𝓼 ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ʀᴏᴏᴍ;

ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ?;

ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ғʀᴀᴍᴇ𝓼 ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀ𝓼ᴛ,

ᴅᴇᴄᴏʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʙʟᴜᴇ ɪɴᴋ,

ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴ𝓼ɪᴅɪᴏᴜ𝓼 ᴀɴᴅ ᴠɪʟᴇ, ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇ𝓼ᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ ɢʟᴀ𝓼𝓼 ᴏғ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴇᴄʜᴏ:

ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴏʀ ᴇᴍʙᴏᴅɪᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ?”

•◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ೋ•┈┄┄┅┉╯

┊ ┊

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀

. * ⋆ . · 　.

* . . * ·

. * * . 　 　　 *

˚ ✦ · 　 ⋆

˚ ⠀ ⠀ ⊹ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ˚ ⠀

────୨ৎ────

𝓘 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓴𝓲𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮.

────୨ৎ────

┊　　┊　　┊ 　 ┊ 　┊　 ┊　 ┊

┊　　┊　　┊ 　 ┊ 　┊ ┊　 ┊

┊　　┊　　┊ 　 ☆ 　┊　 ┊　 ┊

┊　　┊　　 ✬ 　 　 　✬ 　 ┊　 ┊

┊　　★ 　　　 　 　 　　　 ★　 ┊

☆ 　　　　　　 　 　 　　　　　　 ☆

╭┉┉┅┄┄•◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ೋ

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮

𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼,

𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓼, 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 - 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮

𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼.

𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 - 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻,

𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓵 - 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮!

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 - 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮!

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮!

𝓞𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓼,

𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓼.

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵...

𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶.

𝓘𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓱.

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻.

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽𝔂 -

𝓲𝓯 𝓘 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓲𝓽, 𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴.

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵.

•◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ೋ•┈┄┄┅┉╯

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⢔⣒⠂⣀⣀⣤⣄⣀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⣿⠋⢠⣟⡼⣷⠼⣆⣼⢇⣿⣄⠱⣄

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣿⡀⣆⠙⠢⠐⠉⠉⣴⣾⣽⢟⡰⠃

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢿⣿⣦⠀⠤⢴⣿⠿⢋⣴⡏⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡙⠻⣿⣶⣦⣭⣉⠁⣿⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣷⠀⠈⠉⠉⠉⠉⠇⡟⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⣘⣦⣀⠀⠀⣀⡴⠊⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⠛⠛⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⠻⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠫⣿⠉⠻⣇⠘⠓⠂⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⢶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣄⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⠻⢿⣿⣿⠿⠛⣄⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣷⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

・✫・゜・。. 𝓡𝓱𝓪𝓮/𝓛𝓲𝓷𝓪/𝓡𝓱𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

[emperorvenus]

soulmates or something.

[stinkyphannie]

phemboy phan i will never get over you

[manofmoth]

they were in distress here <3

[phumblr]

duality of danandphilgames

[stinkyphannie]

TIT wresting... BUTT wresting

[witchymilou]

how to conphess your undying love to your ultimate best friend (according to dan howell)

for @nobodyspoetess ♡

(2,8k, high school au, 5+1, love confession, oblivious dan howell)

Being in love with someone in high school is actually like a humiliation ritual that is too developed for a teenager brain. And it’s actually worst when you are literally in love with your best friend but that you don’t know how to tell him because of the logistics and the fact that if it happens, it could ruin the friendship. Dan Howell is in love with Phil Lester since the day that they met in elementary school. Dan forgot his lunch and Phil generously shared a part of his with him. Ever since, they were inseparable. He doesn’t know how to deal with this because Phil is the most important person in his life (apart from his two younger brothers that he would literally die for). But since he is tired of pretending, Dan is finally ready to take it a step further. He wants to finally to do it and commit to it. Although, it will take a little bit longer than he imagined...

or, five times dan tries to confess his love for phil and it fails (miserably, literally) & that one time when it finally happens

(read it on ao3)

[nobodyspoetess]

check it out guys, it's so cute!

[witchymilou]

how to conphess your undying love to your ultimate best friend (according to dan howell)

for @nobodyspoetess ♡

(2,8k, high school au, 5+1, love confession, oblivious dan howell)

Being in love with someone in high school is actually like a humiliation ritual that is too developed for a teenager brain. And it’s actually worst when you are literally in love with your best friend but that you don’t know how to tell him because of the logistics and the fact that if it happens, it could ruin the friendship. Dan Howell is in love with Phil Lester since the day that they met in elementary school. Dan forgot his lunch and Phil generously shared a part of his with him. Ever since, they were inseparable. He doesn’t know how to deal with this because Phil is the most important person in his life (apart from his two younger brothers that he would literally die for). But since he is tired of pretending, Dan is finally ready to take it a step further. He wants to finally to do it and commit to it. Although, it will take a little bit longer than he imagined...

or, five times dan tries to confess his love for phil and it fails (miserably, literally) & that one time when it finally happens

(read it on ao3)

[nobodyspoetess]

The end

It’s late spring. 

The poison has reached every part of my body. 

And the end is after me. 

There’s no warmth or cold. 

There’s no light or darkness. 

Only the static humming, glimpses of the end, 

that visit me peacefully. 

In my lack of hope I don’t cry. 

I don’t let out a sound. 

I don’t possess any dreams or desires. 

I just expect death. 

I’ve no mind left.

The apathy rules in my veins

and the Sun won’t save me. 

It has no reason to. 

When two dead eyes don’t open,

then I’ll be happy. 

When the world doesn’t see me,

I will rest. 

I’ll die in secret,

having given the world nothing.

Wasted time and a bruised body. 

And fallen stars. 

Oh, it’s all so sad for the heart of mine

that I am still here. 

That I see the blue sky

and touch the world. 

I mechanically move through days,

without any spark in my mind. 

I’ve given up fully. 

And I’ll hug my end.

Embrace it with open arms,

body gone and soul empty,

ready to leave this world forever,

heart no longer racing. 

[wdapteo]

[wdapteo]

[wdapteo]

[yep-the-whole-time]

Some of the past 5 years of birthday photodrops.

And 2026:

[2009editingtips]

[nobodyspoetess]

Failure

Please don’t leave me alone with my thoughts. 

I am dying. 

In the dark I sit in silence,

swallowed by guilt and death.

I am taking my last breaths. 

I did it. 

I swallowed the incoming end. 

I took everything at once.

And now it’s my time to go.

Nothing but embarrassment fills my body,

as I watch my reflection break apart.

As the mirror shatters forever,

blood dripping down my heart.

And the rush of it all,

the dead silence of my actions

come to bite me later,

as the emergency room welcomes me in. 

Quiet confessions and panicked yells,

a desperate plea to die. 

I keep failing in this.

What was the point?

The looks and the words echo behind my eyelids,

as tears pour down my eyes,

the needle piercing through my skin,

a desperate attempt for saving. 

Am I truly sorry for what I did?

Or am I just regretting failing?

The numbness in my brain is loud,

mom, so loud, I can’t feel anything else. 

Pityfully, they look at me,

unable to stay conscious,

pathetic they find me -

as I lie through my teeth. 

And how am I supposed to keep on going after this?

After what I expected to accomplish?

After life ridiculed me so,

by keeping me fucking alive?!

When the wish to get better is hollowed out from my chest,

when the anger has turned into nothing?

Exhaustion reeks out of me,

and the blood is dripping down my fingers. 

I am utterly crushed.

And I’m nothing.

Just a soul left with no warmth,

throwing itself into the black sea.

Can this all end, please?

I wish for nothing else!

Just to stop it all!

Please, please, let me have this.

The judgement is wrapping itself around me like a snake, 

this goddamn failure mocking me.

And the tears running down my face should sting,

as I look at the ceiling to chase away the needle pressing to my vein. 

But I feel emptiness deeply rooted into my everything.

It’s clouding my judgement, my perception,

swallows me whole like it’s nothing,

leaving me bare and soulless. 

The machines around me beep,

and it’s not me dying,

but it might as well be.

I can’t even feel the blood gushing out of me.

It should’ve been me, really. 

And when I go back home,

when I went back home,

I will, I feel,

exposed for the world to see my misery.

I got saved, but I didn’t want to be.

And I got pitied for trying.

For needing peace and silence.

Now I am seen.

I hate this, mom.

The way you scold me,

uncaring for my feelings,

making me feel smaller as you always do. 

Slipping through my fingers is my sanity.

There’s none left.

Nothing is left, dear lord. 

I can’t feel anything strongly.

Only this sadness and guilt,

this remorse of failure.

And I am back in my room,

dead as fate could let me be. 

The crack baby didn’t get what it wanted.

[nobodyspoetess]

lowk there's nothing more awkward than the day after you've attempted

[nobodyspoetess]

does it even matter if im alive atp

[danandphilupdates]

D&P PHOTOCARDS SEASON 2 TEMPLATE

please send any as you see them! feel free to use as your wishlist just don’t remove credit :)

whenever i update this i will edit the post and reblog the updated version!

(number of cards for each category are not confirmed, just split evenly to make it easier for me to move around when we have found them all)

[nobodyspoetess]

Cry for help

I hide.

My whole life I spend in hiding. 

Body carved with fear and anger.

I hide it from the world I got. 

Grab my face with your hands,

and tear my skin with your long nails.

Spit in my mouth, devour me, 

steal what is left of my heart and ruin it. 

I am a dirty secret in the shadows,

a lurking disgusting creature,

made to be owned and controlled,

as ugly and filthy as I am. 

Hopeless I stand before the mirror, 

reeking of blood gushing out of my mouth.

Lonely is the mind that hides, hides, hides,

that needs to prove itself worthy of love. 

Let me be yours with your scars on my soul,

take my anger out of my body and eat it all,

just fucking love me as I die at your hands,

for I am good for nothing but that. 

I choke on my own truth, 

on the risk at hand,

on the face I see and break apart, 

having tried to make it fit into a perfect picture hell. 

Feel my thirst for approval,

take it and step on it like it’s undeserving of existing, 

I am all yours to lead on a leash, 

I am all yours to be nothing. 

Demolish my bleeding insides. 

A being that has no real face. 

Take my whole fear, please.

I am tired of being unable to breathe. 

This ache in my whole body, 

this need to bathe in my hatred,

swallow me whole to no end,

leave me wanting to disappear.

And I stand alone,

for you’re not real,

and alone I destroy myself,

falling under circumstances unspeakable. 

I carve out with a knife my own heart

and lie in my bed made of secrets,

running to hide and hide and hide from the world

that never forgives and never forgets. 

In my bones and in my soul

I die from loneliness and hunger,

animalistic thirst to be seen,

be more than an empty echo in the dark.

Who sees me?

Who hears me?

I am a shadow, boring and annoying,

a presence that shall not exist. 

Cries unheard,

torn apart skin from search of something to fill,

search useless for there’s only emptiness

and I just want to be acknowledged.

Lord, I am so pathetic and sad.