why did i never fight club-ify hadestown

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why did i never fight club-ify hadestown
#deep thoughts.
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To be honest, as a follow up to that last post made while channeling Atri .. that’s one of the things that sometimes seriously scares me. I love Atri. But through channeling I can see ... a lot. Sometimes the reality of it just makes me honestly a little unnerved and creeped out, because ... what if I’m only seeing Atri how he wants me to see him? I can feel that power behind him when I channel him. He speaks about presenting in ways to get what they want from someone, well, it sometimes makes me think.. how am I any different, or this entire blog?
But then, again, I don’t want to insult him, either for his honesty and time, and his own ways of caring about me. But I do also know first hand through the flow of his thoughts, that Fae really are completely inbetween. Meaning even he is not entirely black or white, good or bad. He is truly Fae. And they very much get a bit of a high off playing games.
reblog if your mind is like a tunnel and the further you delvwe inside, the darker it gets.
i’m such an average person, I make average art, I can sing average, I receive average marks, I live in an average suburban home, with average friends.... my whole life is average.... i’m probably most likely going to die average as well..
Just... What's on my mind...
Let me first start off by saying I hate looking at your tumblr... Seeing cute posts and knowing they are not meant for me... Seeing deep meaningful heart wrenching post.. And knowing not even a tear you shed while reading it would be for me... While you love your life one day at a time... I'm stuck... Trying to live mine weeks in advance... Planning everything down to the finest detail.. Why?... Because the one time I let a single thing slip I fell in love.. I was no longer planning ahead for just myself.. I was planning ahead for both of us... And when you just ceased to exist in the grand scheme of things I don't know what happened... I'm stuck... Living out my plan for two only I live it alone... That empty space.... How long will it remain empty before I may feel complete and with that..... Feel a completed happiness... While you live your happiness with another I bite my tongue in a bitter sorrow for my loss as I may never find anyone like you.... I may never find the last piece to my 600 part life puzzle...
i just wanna say
that i would have Pana Hema Taylor's babies
we could have beautiful brown Khmaori babies with fluttering snuffaluffagus lashes