#okays

[nox-in-a-box]

This is your daily reminder to pick up Jackson's Diary

[ufofever]

maybe i’ll let this out into the world for a bit

[ujjwal4ev3r]

THOSE WERE THE DAYS

Those days,We used to be In "Hurrays",We used to be All "Yays"

Playin with Clays,

With all of the Sun Rays,

Holding the Food Trays,

With all of those Not Okays,

Where are those days,

Spending time In projects and Essays,

I don't wanna Decay,I love The Dogs that are Stray,

Fragrances comin Outta those Sprays,

It seems now,I'm travelling like An Array,

I just wish Happiness to everyone always in All Ways,

Although for a more Rich guy She Betrays,

At some points,I really used to wait for Paydays,

So many ways Have I found Dismays..

All the Old pictures I replay,

I love the Railways,

We all want Holidays,

There used to be Weekdays and Workdays,

I wanna Travel somewhere Roadways,

Sometimes From the People All I want is Hideaways,

Remembering The Yesterdays,

Sometimes Being Close,It still feels Away,

I would forget mine,But I could never forget Her Birthday,

I still dreamt of her Walkin through the Aisleways,

My Brain Displays all of this,

I think of All Of this Everyday,

So many Of Doomsdays,

All the World really does is play With your feelings,

Anyways,

They all told it was Friday,

But it doesn't matter what Day..

All you gotta do is To make The Best of Today

I was Back Home with The Long Walk-a-Way,

I wished She Was There,But Noone would Stay,

Together on the Bed,We would Lay,

I still Really Got a Long Way,

REALLY MISS THOSE TIME'S,

COZ THOSE WERE THE DAYS..

[whohuddle]

The illustration is pretty accurate honestly

[uncrownedwords]

Everyone knows of pain but no one knows misery like your bestfriend. They share with you an unbreakable secert a bound between two story tellers who know untold tales the world will never fathom. Together they know every secert, every broken heart, every unexplained idea and random spure of the moment thought that many wouldn't understand. The bound between best friends is overly infinite. Only they seem not to try to avoid the past with all the flaws you created of yourself inside your own mind of wanting to be isolated and alone. They seem to get the words you never said and the sounds you make instead of explaining your in need. Bestfriends have a bound like you and me.

The words typed, untyped and typed again are hard to really comperhend, but I came to save lost Alice to far from wonderland. The sky is blurry and the king went away. The queen has caused mischief insnaring this pain. All the white rabbits and talking plants can't fix the lose of a prince, but maybe I can. So the king disappeared and the queen is a wreck but wonderland is far from a mess. Its got potential if you clip up the thrones. The garden is beautiful dispite of these storms. You find trusting the changes, hard and fearing the thoughts kept up at night . Inspite of all this you still try to fight. Fight past the cards that are bent and the Croquet left unplayed. You stand up for the twins and the oysters and play with the Hatter on your better of days. The hare and the mouse are as triblent in belief in fighting a cause,just like me. Of the thoughts that make us feel lost. So finding Alice is my concern in wonderland eat me and drink this are just words on a paper. The action that backs them is not in your favor. So strugglings hard and this tale has dragged on..... so I'll be here to help figure out how we can impossibly move on.

8|27|2019

[altarfated]

🔫🔫🔫🔫

[mizulekitten]

Ra’Frill Powder

@candyfoxdraws you wanted to know what the incident was, here is is, with a side of angst and light shipping. (Sorry for the long wait xD)

“Where’s Kolivan?” Antok looked up at the voice. Ulaz walked up to them, stopping by their side. They looked around, their ears twitched in confusion.

Antok took a slow sip of Nunvill, the stuff had a weird aftertaste, but besides that they didn’t know why the Paladin’s had been so disgusted earlier. Biological differences, they supposed. Altea and Earth were vastly different if both the Altean and Human stories were anything to go by. The fact that Alteans could shapeshift and Humans could not was proof enough. It only made sense that their tastes would also differ.

“Antok,” Ulaz interrupted their musing, “are you drunk?”

They looked down at their drink. Antok supposed they were. The had been drinking the whole time Kolivan had been with them, just at a slightly slower rate. That being said, Kolivan had left several minutes ago, so without someone to laugh at and tease they had probably drank more than they had intended.

Nunvill really did have a weird aftertaste…

“Going to take that as a yes.”  There was a scuffling noise before Ulaz sat down next to them.

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