#journal shit

[cuckoo-on-a-string]

I am late updating because I have been kidnapped by my friend, who is likely a fae, and I've been staring at my red-headed nibling for several days and thinking far too much of @gav-san's fic about a certain red-headed child.

And I've just popped an edible to entertain my friend who must be sober for the next few months for REASONS, but she wishes to be entertained. Cue the fae vibes. I rarely partake, so this will be a show.

Don't bother Asking Me Anything, because I can't type under the influence, and we'll both be disappointed.

If you don't hear from me again, know that I died staring at the ceiling and mumbling something unintelligible.

^Me and my partner in crime. It's anyone's guess which one's which.

[raining-tulips]

love letter to the moon - taking care of myself through grief

[soundthebrokenbells]

I WANT OFF THIS ROLLERCOASTER!

[pigheadstudios]

scans of my journal

[sawhxre]

'You told me you’re dating someone normal now, what does that even mean? Darling, I have never cared to be normal, and congratulations on finding someone who has not yet experienced pain, who hasn’t let the pain shape them and educate them. It just means you’ve found a clean slate and a blank canvas to tarnish. Let’s see if they know pain after you are done with them.' -excerpts from a dumb bish journal, publish when dead

[rott3nanon]

“I love you, Ezryn. It’s not real, but I love you. And it’s okay because you’re not real either.”

found this gem in my notes app in a journal entry from last october

[thorst]

The liminal space of all time

[freebooter4ever]

i didnt wear a thimble and immediately had regrets ;_;