#le angst

[skyland2703]

When you write angst I want to affectionately steal your kneecaps

I take that as a “you read the last chapter I posted”

And um…

[punkass-diogenes]

This has been the most self-indulgent year of my life, and I mean that in a bad way, not in the fun way. I actually feel like my brain is starting to rot from the shit ass attitude I have cultivated alone inside my house, marinating day-in and day-out in my own bullshit. I've turned into a whiny, nihilistic, misanthropic, sophomoric asshole who doesn't do anything or try to do anything or try to try to do anything or even think anything is worth trying to do, and I don't know how to break out of that cycle.

[thewollfgang]

If you aren’t fed up with these yet: ♾

never ;) i love attention

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I don't wanna say your love is a waiting game.

Baby, I'm thinking it over.

What if the way we started made it something cursed from the start?

What if it only gets colder?

- Waiting Game, BANKS

[sweetest-honeybee]

*stimming by slapping hands on desk repeatedly* feral zed feral zed feral zed

You’ll like this doodle I did yesterday then lol

[portraitoftheoddity]

Today’s angsty trope:

Character A kills the bad guy who hurt Character B so that Character B will be free of them without having their death on their conscience. (Character A believes their soul is already tarnished -- what’s a little more?)

[darksiders-scenarios]

Imagine Azrael recounting the story of Hadrimon and Raciel to you. There is a heavy languor in his words, stemming from eons of pent-up guilt and contrition, furthered by the recent extinction of your race. You are stunned to see the frightened child within, broken and afraid. The Archangel admits that his society has lost their moral compass and he, himself, is accepting that his actions can never be forgiven. But that still doesn't stop him from lowering to his hands and knees in a display of deference and shame in your presence. 

[justsomewhump]

--- He smiled at her despite the pain it caused him. She didn't move one bit but suddenly her eyes were full of tears before her lips start trembling. He frozed, trying to understand why, trying to talk, to make a sound but not a single one was out. She bit her lips, not holding back her tears. (1)

At this moment his heart broke. All his being wanting to hold her tight against his body. All his fucking being. Not-moving-a-single-bit. She must have seen his desperation because the minute later she was running to the door looking back one last time before disappearing. (2)            

What??? No!! What happened?? WHY???

Read the full story here!