spiffy please be okay. oh my god, i can't handle this. I'm only a few hours away and I need to know you're okay. you just stopped replying to people and I need you to be okay. i can't stop crying because im so fucking worried about you.
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spiffy please be okay. oh my god, i can't handle this. I'm only a few hours away and I need to know you're okay. you just stopped replying to people and I need you to be okay. i can't stop crying because im so fucking worried about you.
( Hot damn, I have to take advantage of this. /touches the butt/ )
*cringes* my fabulous ass ;_;
ask-jackoverlandfrost replied to your post: ((oh my god, im so scared people think im being an... ( Calm yourself, Polmun. xD Anyone who’s known you for more than five minutes knows you’d never do that. /pats/ )
((I am legit sitting here in the bookstore crying and having a panic attack because i think people think it was me. and im like no no no please don't think it was me. yes, i might disagree with peoples opinions and side eye them a little bit, but i'd never send someone hate or bully someone over it. and im so scared people think it was me.))
Such Thoughts of Grandeur
Fear.
Such a simple word. Nothing more than four letters placed side by side in a particular pattern and given meaning, but oh, how it burned. How it tainted all thoughts and ideas, bred monsters in men, and gave new meaning to those shadows beneath the bed or the sounds you hear just before going to sleep that you can almost swear sound like footsteps.
But to be feared meant to be believed in by both young and old. It was rooted into the very fabric of mankind, unable and unwilling to be removed. Fear was a great thing, a powerful thing to be exploited and used against friend and foe alike.
Such were the thoughts of a particular faerie who resided deep within the decaying remnants of her once glorious homeland, towers lined with sparkling gold, shining silver, and dazzling gems now lay in ruin. Small faeries darted to and fro from continent to continent without pause for rest, ornate tooth boxes cast aside in favor of leaving the teeth to pile up in an unorganized heap on the cracked tile floor, regardless of the memories they contained, serving their new found purpose: power.
At the center of it all she sat, high upon her throne, seething in anger, fingers gripping the arms of the golden chair hard enough to turn her knuckles here. How dare he - How dare he- have the audacity to come before her with expectations of change and forgiveness. Did he not see she was perfectly content in becoming the harbinger of horrid memories to children no matter their age. How completely thrilling it was to see the look of depression, dejection, and down right self-hatred flit across a child's face.
Eyes narrowed down to slits, she sneered at the boy and rose to her feet, wings unfurling to their full extent.
"Pray tell, winter spirit, just what convinced you that it was wise to stand before me with such thoughts of grandeur?"
Jack stared up at the older version of himself. Curious at first, but soon heaving a sigh and shaking his head at the man. "Good thing I don't age.. So I won't grow up to be such a tool." ( Hi there. Let me start by saying I'msosorryabouthimohmyfuck. )
(Pfffffft don't worry about it)
"Ouch," Jack drawled, raising his eyebrows. "That's harsh. Just because I'm physically an adult I'm still mentally all the same." he tapped the shorter version of him on the head. "If I'm a tool.. so are you."
( DIDN'T YOU HEAR THEY SAID YOU'RE TOTALLY HOT YO. And it's true. /eyebrow waggle/ No really though, aside from being creepy, you're really pretty and the hair is nice. )
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I was tagged by hiccupthe-dragonrider Rule 1: Post The Rules Rule 2: Answer the question the tagger sent for you in their post and then make 11 new ones Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to your post Rule 4: Let them know you tagged them
1) When you feel sad, do you do anything out of habit? Eat, drink, etc.
Unfortunately, I drink. A lot. I get very drunk, and it's not healthy. I drink heavily or self-inflict and I get really abusive. It's starting to become a problem.
2) Favorite part of the internet and why?
...MS Paint Adventures. Guess.
3) Do you partake in family traditions?
I used to. Since we moved to Georgia, we can't anymore. 4) Favorite stuffed animal growing up and why?
Bug. It's a teal and purple bug toy my mom won for me at the Boardwalk Hotel in Disney World when I was six years old. I still have it, and he's had surgery a number of times to sew up the holes.
5) Would you rather have a large room with little stuff or a small room with lots of stuff?
Large room with little stuff. Looks less messy.
6) Do you need a set amount of sleep?
Six hours at least. uwu
7) Someone gets up in your face about something you did wrong, how do you respond?
Like a dog. I sink into my shoulders, get really quiet and I'm just like "I know. I know. I fucked up. Please don't get mad at me. Please go away."
8) Someone is crying at school, you have a few classes with them, do you ignore or help, why or why not?
Help. Oh my god I'd help. Too many times I've been THAT person.
9) Is it important to fit in/ conform to social norms? why or why not?
It doesn't matter to me. What matters is that how you present yourself is how you're comfortable with presenting yourself.
10) How often do you fidget with your clothes, play with your hair, bite your nails, etc.?
I bit my nails constantly, and I scratch my scalp all the time as well. It's not itchy, I just like to run my hands through my hair and wind up scratching my scalp in the process.
11) If you could be famous for one thing you did, what would it be?
My book. I swear. It's my dream to become famous for writing.
My Questions:
1) What is your quest? 2) What is the meaning of life? 3) How much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck would chuck wood? 4) What have I got in my pocket? 5) Can you see me? 6) What time is it? 7) Why was 6 Afraid of 7? 8) Did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire? 9) What pumpkin? 10) Will you teach me air bending? 11) Do you believe in the boogeyman?
And I tag... 1)chatwithjack 2)hiccupthe-dragonrider 3)walmartcashierjackfrost 4)holly-holland-holiday 5)ask-jackoverlandfrost 6)askteenjamie 7)mistereffinapocalypse 8)motherovernature 9)philtheyeti 10)mooneymannyinthesky 11)pitch-kozmotis-black
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