ness' etc blog

sideblog to nottxbe. just a place to dump all my drawings, edits, ooc musings and things for friends.

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i couldn’t decide which one i liked best

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𝘤𝘺𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.

I could have sworn that you were the right guy.

Holy fuck, how I was wrong.

You were spreading all those lies.

How time flies.

It’s nothing serious.

Remember you told her that? 

Guess word gets around.

First month, I was so sad. Second month, a little mad. 

I was so glad you left.

Guess I grew up a bit. 

I forgot what I saw in you.

Wish that I could press undo.

Funny, what happens with time.

I heard all the lies.

I thought you were better than that.

Nightmares come, and nightmares go. 

Every time that I wake up I’m always scared to show my face.

The world seems so unsafe.

I’ll stay in my room just in case.

I always dream so fucking slow.

I’ll wake up so late at night, sweating hard, feeling so cold.

I just want them to go away.

I can hardly sleep as it is.

They come to screw my head.

I am never on time.

I’m wrong.

Don’t raise your voice to me. 

I don’t care. 

I’ll probably cry.

I feel bad about feeling bad.

Why can’t you just be nice? 

I guess that’s too much to ask.

The older I get, the more I care about what people say.

I thought it wasn’t supposed to be that way.

I hate everything that you love.

You’re just the hook caught on my sleeve.

I’m afraid it’s my time to leave.

We both know I oughta go.

I want to be the one you drunk text first.

I wanna be your drunk text romance.

Bike home drunk with me on speaker! Just kidding, don’t do that.

Don’t you know anything?

Bike home and go to sleep, cos that’d be cool and safe.

Text me in the morning, though. Or whatever.

I am afraid of looking up and not seeing the sky.

I’m afraid of the word ‘boy’ in every conversation.

I’m afraid that my hero will always kill me in the end.

My friends, oh God, my friends - I’m fucking scared of losing them.

I know that I’ll never be your tough guy.

I know I can’t handle anything without losing my mind.

Shut me up.

Pin me to the floor.

Tell me everything’s alright.

Promise me I need nothing more.

I’ll smile and look towards the brighter side.

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01sentencereviews:

It’s Such a Beautiful Day (2012), Director/DP: Don Hertzfeldt

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Source .

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     "It was some years ago when I was just a little kid, I came out to the world, found life in ruins, I couldn't breathe. And in the night I looked at the stars asking why my eyes were crying, but the rain was heavy washing all my dreams and my hopes away.” -- Aira the Clown Girl, Melentini.

Poor Millie.

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No single Greek god even approaches Dionysus in the horror of his epithets, which near witness to a savagery that is absolutely without mercy… He is called the “render of men”, “the eater of raw flesh”, “who delights in the sword and bloodshed”. We hear not only of human sacrifice in his cult, but also of the ghastly ritual in which a man is torn to pieces. Where does this put us? Surely there can be no further doubt that this puts us into death’s sphere. The terrors of destruction, which make all if life tremble, belong also, as horrible desire, to the kingdom of Dionysus. The monster whose supernatural duality speaks to us from the mask has one side of his nature turned toward eternal night.

Walter F. Otto, Dionysus: Myth and Cult (via argonauticae)

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jabbathekid:

sparccle

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vgjunk:

Kirby’s Dream Course, SNES.

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