#ugh ow

[identityarchitect]

ow ow ow ow ow actually maybe this is relevant gang is it normal to sit in what feels like a normal position for a bit and then change positions and now my ankle really fucking hurts when i move it (like, wouldn't be able to walk on it bc it hurts too bad kind of pain)

[mabepearls]

. passed out while editing the gabriel fic

[phantom-does-a-thing]

My throat was just getting better then guess who killed it again by singing in the car

[corvidinthewoods]

today i really chose to give the shitty manager the benefit of the doubt and ask to sit in the stool for the last 90 minutes of my shift, even though i KNEW hed fucking say no. and guess what. “cant give it to you without a doctors note”. bullshit. multiple other managers, including the manager above him, let me do have it previously for my evening/night shifts. anyway now my feet hurt worse than usual cause i had to push through the pain rather than relieve it like i had been before

[morerawerbreath]

[curiosity-killed]

“Find Me” by forest blakk is a painfully perfect fit for Wangji during the 13/16 years

[saltyspitfire]

Matthew would have told Starling to leave you there if he knew it was you. He knows you're just bad luck. A death omen.

Holly sat still, staring down at her lap. It was something she’d not been able to shake since Jeremiah’s death, and it felt true enough. Everyone close to her died ugly, and before their time, and yet somehow she always lived. She had to keep going. It was part of what held her back from people sometimes. That hesitance she felt when she realized that she liked a person, and wanted to spend more time with them. It seemed like by doing that she’d be jinxing them somehow. Condemning them to a horrible, bloody death.

It was a stupid thought, maybe, but it wouldn’t go away.

“Maybe so,” she said quietly, giving a light shrug, “Mighta been better if he had. Make things easier for some folks.”

[allroundlostcause]

♕: you don't feel important (ripples)

unsent letters

Dear Klaus,

I write this knowing you won’t be able to read it for hundreds of years, knowing I might barely be a memory by then. I believe you’ll remember me, though. Not just because my blood was the first blood you tasted, but because I believe you love me, and I love you. You might not remember my face. I think you’ll remember what it felt like, being with me. That’s enough. I think you’ll keep this letter because you’re hoping one day you’ll know what it says.

I want you to know something. You’ve changed my life. You’ve changed my world. getting to know you is going to profoundly change the way I look at every person I meet. You’re important to me. And you’re important to the world. By the time you’re reading this, you will have been alive a long time, and I know you will have made the world a better place. Maybe you’ve made mistakes along the way, but that doesn’t change that fact. 

Wherever I am, I miss you. I think about you. Keep being th man I know you can be.

Love,

Alaric. x