solomon and tummler would thRive in dream land
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solomon and tummler would thRive in dream land
sometimes i can’t tell if im the rabbit or the dog
i wish so badly to just feel like i belong somewhere.
u made me feel like i was wanted in your group of friends and like i fit into the life u created so seamlessly. i felt like i had a place — even if it wasn’t that big.
then i guess u realized recruiting me into your collection of “things” that made ur life feel interesting was a mistake.
u sat on my bed and told me u don’t want me anymore but im always welcomed to visit. u were in my apartment for 2 minutes before u shut me out of ur life forever.
it’s been months and im still looking for a feeling of belonging similar to what u gave me but im starting to realize that’s impossible and it’s hard to believe i could find anything more authentic.
anyways — i hope ur doing fucking terrible and someone rips ur heart out of ur fucking chest.
ive started following the footprints every time i saw them. ed keeps telling me they could help me figure things out — the glow angels. i didn’t believe her at first until i saw these^^ one night after hanging out @ frank’s.
i was walking home thru the woods when i saw some from the distance. i was a little fucked up still so i thought i might’ve been tripping but sure enough— glowing footprints. ed and teddy said i would have to take angel tears to b able to see them but since i could see the prints without the drugs i figured who ever it was wanted to be found. or maybe it was an invitation? idk
i started following the footprints in the opposite direction of home for what felt like 20 minutes. the snow was getting in my boots and my ankles were freezing but i couldn’t turn back after how far i had walked already. the footprints were winding between properties in frank’s neighborhood so i wasn’t super nervous about being axe murdered or anything but i started to wonder what or who i would find at the end.
i never found anything. the footprints just stopped in the middle of a clearing in the woods behind helen’s property. i almost think whoever or whatever it was wanted to mess with me. someday they will choose to reveal themselves but for now ill keep an eye out for another “invitation”. maybe ill try angel tears again and see if it’s any different now that im less skeptical.
okay y’all we’re trying a new method to get rid of my writers block — this is now an oc rp account 💀💀💀💀💀💀 — for nnewt montgomery, one of the main characters in my story universe , i might switch characters when i get bored 🤪🤪🤪
lonely morning — nnewt oc
finally found a reference photo for Knives