I was feelin the fit this day😏☝🏻

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I was feelin the fit this day😏☝🏻
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First he’d been revived from the dead. A state that he would have much preferred to remain in, as being alive again was much too overwhelming to even comprehend. But now these people had locked him up in a cell, for who knows what reason. Anakin had no idea what was going on. He didn’t know where this place was that they were being held, what they wanted from him, and still, why he had been brought back to life in the first place. But he knew one thing, and that was that his father was in the very cell next to him.
Their initial meeting had been fleeting, what with the chaos of everything happening so suddenly, but Anakin had seen Han Solo’s face and knew without a doubt that it was him. The one thing he was sure of was that he needed to talk to his father - he needed to understand what had happened and what he had missed and, though he would otherwise never admit it, he needed to be held by the older man more than anything. But Anakin also had a strange sense that Han might not have recognized him.
He couldn’t wait for the guards to leave on their next break - somehow, he would communicate with his father and they would figure out a way to break free from here. That was his biggest priority, despite his mind being so clouded with confusion. As soon as he heard the footsteps leaving and the gates shutting, Anakin banged on the wall, a choked sob escaping his lungs. “Dad,” He croaked, sinking down to the floor against the wall. “...H-Han...can you hear me?”
🎶Singing Souls🎶
❝And when your stitch comes loose,I want to sleep on every piece of fuzz,And stuffing that comes out of you, you.I took too many hits off this memory,I need to come down.
Another day goes by,So hold me tight,Hold me tight or don’t.Oh no no no no, this isn’t how our story ends,So hold me tight,Hold me tight or don’t.❞
Your tags give me life. Thank.
Welc :’) but also Thank
Ive been reading unholyverse now im emo (and religious)
Rant #14
I fall so often
clumsy limbs
can't keep me upright
but also
I don't fall enough
never been in love
never had a crush
well I don't think so
what is a crush
it sounds so painful
like a bug under a shoe
something crumbling in a giant fist
I don't want that
but maybe I do
everyone has them
am I broken?
am I 'too young’?
have I not lived enough?
a crush could never be as painful
as watching yourself walk away
from all you have known
empty promises of 'we'll talk'
hang heavy in the air
we all nod
lying to ourselves is an age old game
we are masters
always winning
but always losing
so yeah I've been crushed
and maybe that's all I get
no love for me
I don’t deserve it
Music of the Day:
Today, I’ve listened to
30 Seconds to Mars (naturally),
Black Veil Brides (I can’t believe I’ve let myself wait this long since listening to them...),
and now I’m listening to the composer Max Richter (such beautiful music)
feel free to add your beautiful music!