antjae

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You may not be able to see your own beauty or love yourself but one day, someone will. You have only lived such a small part of yourself, you will never know what the future brings. So, keep going. Hold on. You are never alone. ♥

[dreamers-and-thieves]

I needed this today

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I really needed this

[seasickhutch]

Anfractuous

"We stay on a timeless planet, a place where day is never known. Bastard sons of a once loved system, kicked out at a primal age. We barely knew the warm embrace before we were sent on our way. We are your nightmare. We are your hell." - Antjae

[seasickhutch]

Seafaring Subtleties

I plant my feet firmly on deck and observe the chaos surrounding me. Men running frantic to stabilize our vessel in the midst of Poseidon’s wrath. The sound of feet scampering across wood amplifies the thunderous roar. This state of panic. Of confusion. I’d never seen it in any man before. Let alone myself. "We don’t know where to look when we’re overboard We don’t know how to act. We don’t know where to go when we’re overboard I wonder how we’ll react.” I don’t know what happened. A few days ago everything was laid out before us. Smooth sailing, no sign of storms, safe passage, proper direction. At least…that’s what it seemed. But now…now I just…I don’t know. "I’m pretty sure that we're lost at sea And now I hear you calling out to me. I don’t know if I should trust my ears Or disregard them completely. I haven’t heard your voice in months And now I’m hearing you so very clear. Could your voice be the wind a blowing Blowing gently in my ears?”

FLASHBACK!

"Darling, I’m going to miss you very much And the thought of your touch just is not enough. Give our daughter the sweetest kiss. Tell her I love her And I can’t wait to see her again. Baby, this ship sets sail soon. If I could only spend one more day with you Or at least till the afternoon.” Boarding the vessel couldn’t have hurt any worse. The painfully beautiful setting soon to be a distant memory. Your yellow hair flowing in the gentle breeze. Breath of the morning kissing your pale soft skin. A river running down each side of your face. One sudden jolting move and I was back into the reality of it all. "The scene before me started to make it’s move, It’s move away, away, away, the shore kept pushing me away. And now this ship’s taking off. Your face has gotten so small. And I can’t hear you as you yell, “Baby, come back to me! Come back to me!” I can’t help but think what a miserable mistake this is. I am tearing men from family. Boys from future. And for what I don’t even know. "Darling please don’t let me leave. I need you now, more than ever before.” That last scene is far from view now and is fading fast from mind. How can it already be gone? “Darling where are you now? Please come back to me. You’re so far away. This sea is not safe for us to be on. But on we go.

”Days were turning into months. Months into weeks. Weeks into years. Wait…no, no, no, that’s not right. Or is it? Time is a fleeting thing by any means and I can’t recall keeping track. These waters have not been kind and don’t look to lessen their belligerence. It just looked to intensify. "These waves are tossing us around. Even our sea legs could not hold us up. We had lost all our bearings And did not know which way was east from west.” All odds and nature herself were pitted against us. "The Northern Star had hidden herself from us In a cruel joke that only she was laughing at. Waves started crashing upon the deck, I was sure we were bound to be a shipwreck Then I saw a silver lining in the sky. Could this be the end or just the eye? Something didn’t feel right.” I had read of situations like this before. Heard of it from the mouths of elder speakers. They always warned to never let your guard down or risking losing to the perfect storm. But how do you beat the storm? Digging deep in my brain I try to recall the advice. My head starts throbbing. "There’s a ringing in my ear Of words I know I used to hear. I know they’re words I used to sing But I can’t remember what they mean. “Sleep now don’t worry, This storm is soon to pass, Sleep now don’t worry, This day is not meant to last.” No, no, no, that doesn’t make any sense! What words had they spoke?! Get this lyric from my head!

But I cannot shake it. The music of nature won’t let it escape. "I heard a melody blowing in the breeze I swear that it’s your voice calling out to me, “I know that you’re lost at sea But I swear you’ll get back to me. I promise you will make it through. This storm’s not as big as you. The heart is where courage lies, So I know you won’t meet your demise. You’re a lion amongst men you know You and God sure stand toe to toe.” Can it really be? Is it her voice? "Darling where did you come up with this Ridiculous hypothesis? God and I, we don’t match toe to tip I can barely reach up to his hip.” I tore men from family and boys from futures, what heart can I have?! There is no courage left in these brittle bones, just stupidity and pride. "How can what I’ve heard be true? I’m so far away from you. My ears must be deceiving me From all these months I’ve been lost at sea. We’re lost at sea!”

Here we are, drifting these open waters, Discouraged and terrified. It’s hard to understand one’s own morality Until all that surrounds you are physical bodies With vacancies where a lavish soul once was. When conversation has become something Between a man and himself. I hear voices. Sometimes I think she’s my saving grace Hearing her voice inside my mental space Soothes my soul and puts me in a trance. I swear I heard your voice in the wind And it scares me to death. That voice fills my head with thoughts of dread. Knowing that I might not get to hold And see her again gives me Something worth fighting for. A reason to wait out the storm. To push past and not throw myself over. I have to jump. We don’t know where to look when we’re overboard We don’t know how to act. We don’t know where to go when we’re overboard I wonder how we’ll react to this.

Please save me.

But I can’t be saved this time. The war waging waves have thrashed me to a schizophrenic seafaring pulp. We had wandered onto Poseidon’s Playground without proper preparation for the peril that lie with us along the way. In the end I had to jump. The warm air followed by the hard splash, engulfed me with cool silk and brought a euphoria I had not known to exist. I faded further and further then suddenly stopped my descent and felt my body rising. Bursting out of the euphoric state all I remember is hearing a mans voice saying, “He’s alright ma’am.” followed by the voice of an angel, “Thank goodness!” My darling! Could it be?!

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[jehuty]

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[seasickhutch]

Sunderland go for confidence boost against...

[weedjoke420-blog]

When the critics were right

[cravehiminallways212]

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For all the Butterflies out there ~ Jen

[outrageauxbonnesmoeurs]

Vintage women being badass. You’re welcome.

[iyimibole]

[khoriepanda-deactivated20150507]

Everyone just keep in mind, this man did this. There was no green screen, there was no padding. and he didn’t even flinch when the wall from the first gif hit his arm as it came down.

[thekinofpumps]

Buster Keaton appreciation post.

[queendecuisine]

Buster Keaton is that dude

[jasremindmetobreathe]

Your “I love you” is different; you mean it.

(via jasremindmetobreathe)

[you-make-me-s-m-i-l-e]

Treat every kiss like your last, just in case.

"Advice" J.Tell (via you-make-me-s-m-i-l-e)

[seasickhutch]

Shoppers Beef by - The World Is a Beautiful Place and I am No Longer Afraid To Die

[writingmemes]

A profession that can be done entirely in pajamas.  Count me in.