#oddly personal

[shiftythrifting]

you, uh, want some bathtub grappa?

[goblincircus]

custom Lilo and Stitch plushies

[noone1important]

"jeppy is a simple sunfolk, he's just like you and me. he wakes up in the morning, and tries to brush his teeth. he dresses up and leaves the house, to a job that blends the days. he eagerly waits for the sun to set, just to break the haze."

"though he hears the windchimes and the pretty voice they make, sometimes jeppy wonders how much more of this he can take. nothing makes him happy like it used to long ago, monotony is bludgeoning his love for life and so, he steals and he hoards to build a tiny land, a world he controls, a world in his hands. jeppy cannot live in this world, and it hurts because he knows it. escape will pull him further in, so he must tear away from it."

"but i think that you should know, that though it can be gray, life and all its meaning never went away. the flower that you saw on your way to work today, the one that had your face in a funny little way. the little laugh you gave, the smile that resounded."

"that's where life is."

- "where_did_life_go" doctor nowhere

[the-vault-is-open]

The allure of whump isn't the violence—at least for me—but rather, the fantasy of losing control. The contrary of the real life sensible approach to life, where I must take extreme care my jagged edges don't hurt my loved ones. Is the young beast in me that wants to lash out to the point of self destruction and have strong arms that hold them, no matter what it takes. The hands that don't hesitate to hold them: both to support and to restrain. The hands to dry the tears and at the same time hoist them up to keep walking. And now, I am once again falling.

So let's try this again, I will tell a story where there's a couple of hands that cradle me as I fall.

[trans-wojak]

[imweirdidontwanttofitin]

Seasonal depression brought me back here

Love u Spotify bestie

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

I am not a parent but weirdly I’m putting in the most personal stuff in these “parent Cullen and Lydia” chapters. For an example, Cullen is actually the first person after the midwife that holds Emma, his daughter. My dad was actually the first person that held me after the nurse. Cullen says “I’ve been waiting for you,” and that was the exact same thing my dad said to me. Obviously I don’t remember but I do remember him telling me the story in our pool one year. i also remember he cried when he told me, one of the only times I’ve seen him cry.

Lydia is remembering her father. Wishing things were different because Cullen is so sweet with their daughter unlike her own father. Like the conversation my dad told me he had with mom, where she told him her father was never like that with her. 

little bits of me, out in the open for those to see or not see unless I tell them or unless they know. It used to be only I knew because I doubt my dad even thinks I remember. But I do, very much. always

[feralwitchycryptid]

Is it too much to ask for a life partner who wants to actively discuss moss, cryptids, and music theory? I want to send random fungi memes to my beloved at 2 am without concern of judgement here.