#like a brick

[thedeathofthelamb]

I know everyone says Will has dogs because he wants to care and fix everything but may I remind you (sorry in advance) that people also get pets when they are suicidal so they have something that needs them and that helps preventing them from taking their lives? anyway how's it going?

[thefavoritechild]

(omg tap for better quality </3..)

Idk what to caption this, so, Asriel :3

[blasphannie]

just got hit with the reality of dan howell saying "phan is real" unironically

[silagekiddz]

so, there's a running trend in Florenceverse.... the trend being that the men in this universe are garbage and that I want to hit them with a Ford F150. To start that trend, we have Pim's eldest. Guy Pimling. Guy Pimling loves bitcoin. He loves podcasts, and reddit and calling himself an alpha male. His boy mom, Jennifer, encouraged this subconsciously a LOT. Pim is the accidental cause of him not being able to hear no. Again, Guy is garbage. He runs his own podcast where he promotes toxic dieting culture and how to be an "alpha male," (he was around Uncle Charlie too much...) he might actually get a significant following if he admitted to being gay though. The closet is glass, buddy. But, he denies it through and through. I'm probably going to post another next gen to make up for this fuck won't lie lmaoooo

[undermattsun-archive]

how well do y’all think i can write under the influence

[asteriagori]

Not to be gay on main

But it still suddenly and occasionally hits me out of nowhere that someone I admired and loved from afar for months is someone I can proudly call my boyfriend now.

I don't know how I got so lucky to have someone as wonderful as Beau love me back so passionately and completely. He brings so much light into my life. So much happiness and safety. I couldn't be happier.

//end gay on main for now

[heracaine]

Like A Brick

The lights

           The crowd

                       The smells

                                   The sounds

 The reality of the moment hits me like a brick.

I can't breathe, can't speak. I can't take the first step

towards my goal, my goal! This is what I want.

It's what I've wanted all along. Or is it?

 Sifting through memories; lost thoughts are found.

I saw only what I wanted; love was not returned.

This is what I’ve wanted all along, but he did not.

 I ponder my actions as of late and I cry.

I need to think, to be, relax. This is what I want.

This is what I've wanted all along; at least I think so.

  The reality of the moment hits me like a brick.

                                     The realization

                       The emotions

           The agony

The tears

[jentlemahae]

Imagine the person she was throwing the plushie at was the one who leaked her private info?

she should throw something much less soft than a plushie