Guys...I have bad news. My ølder brother Larry Jefferson has died.
On the one hand he SA'd both me and my young brother jamal when I was 3 - 4 years old but on the other when I grew up through out the years, he was doing drugs. Reasøn I knew that my brother died was when my mom went into the house crying from the top of her lungs alongside Tweety and Bree, he was crossing the street when his heart stopped and he collapsed onto the ground.
He passed away afterwards.
Sø yeah in other words...my brøther is dead.
...my brother Larry is dead. Despite our last names, we both have the same biological mother.
So yeah...when I was told that I'd rot, this would be the result. My grandma died, my dad and my highschool best friend died before him...
And yeah, I missed them a løt...
If you have anything tø say zerøes, now would be a good time...
and to be fair...mango did say that I'd rot for what I did to both her, medu, maudlin and echidna and honestly, she was correct.
Tbh I'm already dead and rotting on the inside, because my entire family is falling apart.
Hello! I am back from the grave for a Six (Seven?) Sentence Sunday Post!!
Thank you to everyone that has been so kind as to include my in your tag lists despite my silence. @shrekgogurt @artsyunderstudy @ivelovedhimthroughworse @hushed-chorus @j-nipper-95 @martsonmars @ileadacharmedlife @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @palimpsessed @aristocratic-otter @cutestkilla @onepintobean @fatalfangirl @aroace-genderfluid-sheep and @ic3-que3n
It's been a chaotic few weeks - I won't get into the absolute soap opera levels of madness that is my life. But if you've been in my DM's recently, know that I appreciate you infinitely for putting up with me.
So, without further ado, have some sentences from six different projects I've been trying to make progress with :
COBB Project #1
Mordelia saw both her mother and sisters in the aftermath of everything. She has to live with that horror living inside her mind just like I do.
I still can’t sleep through the night. It’s impossible to close my eyes and not see their faces in those final moments. The light burned their eyes from the inside as their skin pulled tight from the heat drying them out. Nothing but a husk of a corpse was left behind.
COBB Project #2
As much as mother wishes it were, my heritage is no great secret to me. I know that Malcolm is my father. Which means I know the whole reason we live in the mortal realm is to keep him from controlling our lives.
If only my mother would understand that I don’t need her to control my life.
Growing up, I quickly realized that the nymphs who I thought were my friends were really nothing more than my guards. Playing with me to ensure that I didn’t leave the land that was under my mothers protection.
Infinity In Your Chest Pocket
(No, this project isn't dead. Just taken a seat on the back burner because I don't know how to not sign up for events with deadlines.)
He has absolutely no table manners – just shoveling the food in his mouth. I want to shove my tongue in his mouth. To lick the syrup from the back of his teeth and get lost in him.
The thought isn’t unusual for me. I spend a concerning amount of both my waking and sleeping hours thinking of Simon Snow. Fantasizing about all of the ways he’ll never touch me. It’s probably unhealthy - letting my thoughts run rampant all the time, but if it’s all I’m ever going to get I have to take it.
Mystery Gift #1
The absolute tease. I can't believe that he actually had the audacity to walk across campus with my spunk splattered across his face like that. (I can actually believe it, he has no fucking shame, and it's not like anyone could really see him.)
But he knows how I feral I get with him. I hate it. (I don't, I fucking love it, but that doesn't mean I understand it.) Which means he knows exactly what to expect when I get back to our room.
Not so Mystery Gift #2
(I love you, I swear I'll get this done soon for you <3)
"I do believe that I gave you very clear orders today," Erwin practically growls. Pressing impossibly closer and forcing my lower back into the edge of the table.
It's impossible for me to not let a sly grin cross my face at his mock fury. "You did."
My response only serves to rile him up further as he grabs my chin between calloused fingers and forces my eyes to meet his. "If you can't follow basic commands, maybe I need to put you on a tighter leash."
Gravy
(How did I get here? How did I become a food kink pioneer?)
I'm never going to be able to face Ruth again. Not after having spent all afternoon asking her to help me make a thick gravy worthy of the queen.
The gravy is delicious. The queen isn't worthy of it.
It's warm and peppery - a deep brown color that stands out against my skin as it drips down my collarbone and chest. Baz doesn't let it drip far though before he's licking it up hungrily. I like to imagine that it's my blood he's lapping up so eagerly.
I have watched "The Dying Detective" yesterday - does anyone here remember that game the gentlemen are playing where they are jumping on a rug and sliding across the floor? Well, my siblings and I used to do that ages ago with my grandparents' doormat in their hallway. No idea we were playing such a posh game. XD
rose, freesia, carnation and delphinium : ] also why are you feeling depressed >:( who and what should i fight >:(
my crush- well, he (barf ik) is taller than me, dark brown curly hair, rlly big brown eyes and clever? hands if that makes sense? piano hands we call them
still friends with my best friend of two years ago?- well two years ago i didnt rlly have many friends so, no not rlly. but i did get closer with someone i was sorta friends with at the time and shes lovely so thats good!
does true love exist?- hmmm well i think to a certain extent it does, strong love is definitely a thing, although i dont think soulmates exist (tho i wish they did) and i think love involves a lot more work and effort than in romance books
star sign?- im a Sagittarius, and id say i fit with some of the traits, eg honest, fair, kinda smart and good at talking, tho def not others, eg funny or optimistic
