Jupiter is so "7 Years" by Lukas Graham coded it makes me sick
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Jupiter is so "7 Years" by Lukas Graham coded it makes me sick
Sometimes forever is not enough.
Whoever said "...Tis better to have loved and lost," Must, in truth, never truly loved at all. Like rebel angels, who once tasted heaven, know, one loses all one's hope after the Fall.
Like Rebel Angels, Ava M.
hi good evening i’ll just be over here having serious emotions about how tragic and heart-wrenching and yet damn wonderful troll jim is
i am utterly shocked with how dark they got this season- jim can’t walk in the sun ever again, he doesn’t have the tolerance for the human food he used to love, he’s leaving half of his friends, his family, the home he’s known forever, his life is forever and irreversibly transformed and he was used as a PAWN in merlin’s and morgana’s game- and yet-
and yet...
he’ll adapt. he’ll grow, prevail. he’ll become. his friends and family will support him. it’s a bittersweet death of everything jim lake jr knew as normal, but it’s also a beginning.
11 o'clock The hole in my chest must be re-packed with cotton stuffing There is an empty feeling that gnaws on the parts of me that are still alive It sits in with my ears and my eyes But not my spine. I’m spineless. 11 o'clock I remember when home was not a place It was a feeling I had when I was with you I live here but I cannot make myself at home I feel like a drifter, a renter, and I paid my deposit but I’m now past due I travel light. I don’t have much What I do have takes up a big suitcase. My baggage is large and it is heavy. But I carry it without asking anyone to give me a hand 11 o'clock I’m feeling sleepy I’ve been working hard I want to retire But when I hit the pillow my thoughts hit back What I wouldn’t give for some peace and quiet I’m thinking of buying one of those rain machines 11 o'clock I long for touch I mourn the days when I never slept alone I recruit someone to fill the space beside me Just for tonight I know that I can make anyone feel loved if they can give me just half of that in return Just for tonight 11 o'clock I’m turning my alarm clock face down Time doesn’t stop Not since you left What’s the rush?
-K.L.
He is the currents of the oceans
He's the tidal waves at sea
He is everything in motion
And he's always here with me
I hope that move was worth never hearing from me again