Adorkable Twilight & Friends – “More Guilt″
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Adorkable Twilight & Friends – “More Guilt″
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Because of your cowardice, my world is darker. Because of your choices, my love and trust for others is tainted.
Your passivity is cruel. Your self-loathing is poison. You romanticize and participate in your own misery and you drag everyone through it.
You wrap yourself in armor of chivalry, gentleness, and guilt, believing it absolves you from what your silence costs others. You believe that if you hate yourself enough, if you play nice enough, if you isolate enough, you can outrun the consequences of your choices, and your lack of them. Maybe you can. For a while.
I see through you.
Like a thief, all you know is how to steal everyone's time because all you know is how to waste your own time.
You lied to me. You lie to others. You are a coward.
I believed in the man you said you wanted to become. I will never make that mistake again.
So my nan turns 80 on Friday..
Apparently there's gonna be a surprise 80th party for her. My mum texted me today to invite me. The thought of not seeing nan breaks my heart but really? I'm supposed to walk into a room of family members who will have either A) been fed the hideous (bullshit) story about what an epic cunt I am.. Or B) won't have been told anything and will then expect me to "act normal".. and then when I don't will be told what an epic cunt I am. Fun times.
Oh man I did fuck all today work-wise and I really cannot afford to be doing that
My personal blog has become my art blog has become my personal blog
Art's coming back like the economy baby just you strap in b/c I'm about to blow your dash into the sketchosphere
Edit: Art had to reschedule I'll get back to you on that
I am actually downright miserable today.
Over-sharing involved.
what if it ends up being the doctor's fault that clara's timey-wiminess is all messed up? like, by taking her as his companion he inadvertently ends up trapping her in this crazy mixed up reality?