RayOfMysteries

Welcome! The name's Ray. She/Her. Queer/Asexual. I'm a Shy Artist, Reader, And Writer. Swiftie, Bookworm, Daydreamer, & Major Nerd of my OCS! Read BEFORE THE STARS DIE on Webtoon and Tapas. Have A Nice Day! :)      

[blackthornfaery]

“jade” a moodboard based on a name

[cottageaesthetic]

[hivernno]

[grangerwitchy]

from the time I was in a beautiful village outside of my town

[inspirationlane]

[morningsilent-blog]

[thollandss-deactivated20231215]

reblog to send your mutuals a hug. maybe just the thought is enough to cheer them up 🥺

[dankmemeuniversity]

[zuesue]

oh my GOD

[daydreaminfool]

masks are the best for daydreaming in public, no weird stares because your mouthing words, people barely can hear you over them if you talk quiet enough, and your weird facial expressions go unnoticed.

why would i ever give them up.

[thoughtwaves]

You don't memorize taylor swift lyircs you absorb them until they're a part of you

[deadmutati0n]

[poetical-irony]

chaotic neutral

[eleivelui-deactivated20230224]

[sweetestsecrets]

“Moon girls, where did you go?”

— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “Iron Hans,” wr. c. 1963 (via weltenwellen)

[seravph]

THEY KEEP ASKING ME IF I WOULD DIE FOR THEM AND I KEEP ASKING WHY THEY WANT ME DEAD

[whumpwillow]

is there a better way to show your love for a character than by putting him through unimaginable amounts of pain?

[randomreasonstolive]

Reason to Live #4581

  To take my girlfriend on many more coffee dates. – Guest Submission

(Please don’t add negative comments to these posts.)

[aurora-writer]

Picture This.

Running in circles on an elevator, Thinking I’m on a spiral staircase. Treading water like I’m about to drown, Only to realize I’m in the shallow end.

I have a way Of making things harder Than they actually are.

Pushing and pulling on that automatic door. Running up and up and up When I’m on the down escalator. Putting pedal to the metal Only to realize I’m not in a race.

Sometimes I wonder If I’ll ever learn. But the sad truth, Mind you, Is that I am this way for a reason. The truth is It’s because I’m used to it.

Used to drowning in the deep end. Used to running up that spiral staircase Just to push and pull And knock and knock On a door that will always be Locked. Used to being The last one in the race.

Always the last. Always the one who got lost Along the way.

They say it’s because I’m an overthinker, An overachiever, An overly sensitive, Overly negative Overly, overly, Overly Soul.

And yeah, They might have a bit of a point, I’ll admit. But sometimes — Maybe just once in a while — It might be nice If someone tapped me on the shoulder When I’m running circles on an elevator And reminded me It’s okay To just stop And breathe.

-Aurora