Little Deaths In Musical Beds

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[stone-and-the-blood-of-the-gods]

“If I’d imagined a year ago That i’d be sat where i am now None of it would have mattered Everything’s okay That sounds so simple But god It’s taken so long As I have hundreds of times I look up at the sky And the stars start to blink back Like the universe finally makes sense All those times I thought to myself What if it never gets better But right now, right this very second I know it does I just wish I could pause this moment And relive it forever Just remembering this happiness Living this happiness a little bit more each time Maybe it’s not where I’d imagined I would be Maybe it’s not where I want to end up But maybe Just for now Here is exactly where i’m supposed to be So when they tell you to just hold on To not give up, believe them Because if right now if right this very second can feel so right Just imagine where you could be in a year’s time”

— Drunk - Petrichor

[stone-and-the-blood-of-the-gods]

The first time I let you hurt me It was a rush of red and black Like a game of poker Except, instead of exchanging chips We exchanged heart breaks Gambling the lives we’d grown to love For a love we grew to live with I say the word love Because that’s what it felt like But sometimes it takes a mile below rock bottom To realise the difference between love and desperation The 2nd, 3rd, 4th time you hurt me Felt like they all happened at once I was the deck, laid out on the table Being played when there was no hand worth playing Bluffed until my edges curled and my colours faded Until you threw me back in the set Realising you’d already won Knowing that no-one else would be able to hold me the same way that I was Before you stole me from the deal All the times that followed Were not so much hurt But crushing fear that’s left me unable to feel safe in a place I once called home I was a gamble And you took it And although you may think that you won I can assure you You didn’t I am no longer a hand I am a flush of red, black, blue, purple, pink Every colour even beyond the rainbow I am a storm that will never pass Because although you hurt me You’ve given me enough anger to fuel the rest of my life I am no longer scared I am empowered and strong More so than I ever though possible So count your losses The cards are in my hand now

You May Be The Joker, But I’m The Fucking Queen - Petrichor (via stone-and-the-blood-of-the-gods)

[dogposts]

[thegoodvybe]

put him on the cover of sports illustrated

[so-melt-your-headaches]

Oooh girl, my dicks bigger than my dreams (I don't have any dreams)

[loversdreamersandyou]

[classicfern]

Wait tho pls tell me non british people have also seen this advert bc it’s amazing and very important to me

[benenhaley]

Oh my loooord

[warriorblood1]

The Reviews™ are in

[sithrightsactivist]

@garret-spork

[cyberbug9000]

Wtf is this ad even about??

[logan-maya]

She is a bit strange lol

[drifting-in-circles-deactivated]

shes perfect

[cumdealer-deactivated20200206]

i t c h y

[leftboob-enthusiast]

(to the tune of The Final Countdown) it’s a mental breakdown

[thesilencedmasses]

*off-key kazoo*

[alexander]

After vine died we are reduced to text form vines

[tredlocity]

New Cartoon Trope: A society where everyone is Justin Roiland.

[envyavenue]

[wings-are-made-to-fly1111]

[daily-batty-dose]

[picsthatmakeyougohmm]

hmmm

[archivedpostsblog]

this is what you see before you die

[lemongrabgoesplaces]

my children

[stone-and-the-blood-of-the-gods]

I’m a puppet My skin is hollow and heavy Like a lead pipe My brain won’t stop It’s running on fumes But it’s got no choice It’s fuel packed it’s bags and left Without even a note

Empty - Petrichor (via stone-and-the-blood-of-the-gods)

[timmychalamet]

“Well hey there mother mine Your kids are sick but they’re gonna be just fine I said possibly not if you keep raising them this way You’re just leading them to die, oh your disbelief and dismay.” — Declan McKenna

[samsfenders]

your kids are sick but they’re gonna be just fine I said possibly not if you keep raising them this way you’re just leading them to die, oh your disbelief and dismay