#kindadepressing

[hoho-itsacow-blog]

Uh, not my best work but definitely from my favorite show :)

[im-probably-bored]

"You fell in love with my petals rather than my roots, so when time did what time does and autumn came along, you didn't know what you were supposed to do"

- Me (inspired by something I saw before)

[spearmintisstillherepeeps]

Why do I exist? Am I just a side character that gets bullied? Or am I main character in a show that everyone is putting on? (Mr. Truman vibes lol) Should I even give a fuck about life at this point? Ignore the “haha, you like *****!”s or the “gay slut. Just trying to look cool”s? Should I be excited for death? Why did God put me on this earth? I could have been a Demon down in Hell, but I was put on this earth. My parents tell me I still have a long life to live, and that God has a purpose for me. But… if I do, what is it? Is the purpose for bullies to bully? If I have a purpose that actually resolves in people having a better life…. I’m anxious to know what it is. And, may I ask, why are you reading this? Why did you take your precious time just to read a loser’s (like me) tumblr post? Tell me I’m the comments, why? And, while your at it… tell me what you think my purpose is…

[loveygirl1204]

Let me say no more, words do no justice to the hidden meaning

loveygirl1204✌

[tristanasneak]

dun morogh: what is your muse’s favourite azerothian holiday? do they prefer the merry revelry of brewfest, or the ceremonious dignity of the lunar festival, etc?

Having very few she’d claim as friends and no family, Tristana doesn’t tend to look forward to any of the festivals or holidays. Watching others celebrate together merely makes her feel more alone so it’s not uncommon for her to avoid them entirely.

As far as lesser of the evils, it would likely be the Fire Festival. She finds a high up position somewhere around the city where she’d be unlikely to bothered by anyone and spends some time just watching the fireworks.

[itsjustsallyy]

Me: Hey mom, want to help me with this and that?

Mom: Daughter, I love you and all, but you're such a disappointment to the family that I don't want to help you out in any shape or form any more. I failed you as a parent, but it's all your fault that I was unable to teach you shit.

Me: Oh. Ok. Thanks mom.

[mini-mainie-mo]

#fairy #illustration #traditionalart #fantasy #nothappy #kindadepressing #pajamas #drawing #IDK #mystuff

[peter-pan-for-life-blog]

Peter Betrays You 😭 ————————————————— (Y/N POV) "PETER, PETER," I yelled and walked faster towards the pixie dust tree. "PETER! I have some amazing news!" I had finally beat Felix at Apple Hit. A game where the Lost Boys each put an apple on there head and the person who hits the most apples wins. I had won finally after about 20 game, the score being 7-8. I suddenly come to the sight of the pixie dust tree, but I instantly regretted it. My heart slowly breaking as I watched the scene before me. Peter was kissing Hannah, the newest girl on the island. She was pretty; red hair, blue eyes, nice figure and a nice personality or so I thought. They broke away, completely started almost as if they didn't think they would get caught. "Y/N, what are you doing here," he asked as if I wouldn't be here. "Just trying to find you to tell you some great news, but I can see your busy with quite an interesting conversation with Hannah so I'm going to go," I said and started to walk away. "Love, it's not what it seems," Peter shouted after me. "Y/N! Please wait up!" I kept walking, not slowing down as Peter wanted, but speeding up. Suddenly, I was sprinting towards the beach, the place where we had first meet and the place where Peter had meet Hannah. I should have known, the small jokes and smiles between them wasn't nothing like Peter had assured, it had become something and I hadn't caught it. I was too caught up in Peter's fake assurances and "love". Without knowing it, I had gotten waist deep in water, my clothes now soaking wet. But I just keep going, not caring. When I thought I had gotten deep enough, I started to float on my back, my eyes closed, just thinking. The cool water, bringing me reassurance as that Peter would never find me. Suddenly, the cool water was gone and I was laying on sand. Sitting up, I saw Peter's smirking face; immediately I got up and started walking, wiping off some of the sand that was converting the backside of my body. "Oh come on, Y/N. Hannah and I were just having a bit of fu-" "A bit of fun," I asked, irritated. "Oh, I'm sorry. How would you like it if I went and had a bit of fun with one of the lost boys; how about about Felix? I'm sure, he'd love that!" "You wouldn't dare," he threatened and looked him straight in the eye. "Yes, I would," I snapped back and I was instantly pinned up against a tree, his hands keeping my hands pinned over my head. "Oh really," he challenged, his breath on my face and I kept my glaring look, not breaking at all. "I would, don't you know a person is like a piece of paper and once you tear them apart there's not way of putting them back together. YOU-CAN'T-FIX-THEM-NO-MATTER-WHAT," I shouted at him. "That person will never be what they were and I will never trust you ever again. You're a monster," I cried out, all my anger suddenly gone and now just left with my broken heart. And Peter with his. 💔