ok not to be a loser but like this for me to follow u from my new account ❤️

ok not to be a loser but like this for me to follow u from my new account ❤️

ok not to be a loser but like this for me to follow u from my new account ❤️

im not…… Super Happy with how everything feels here so i think im gonna do a thing eventually. maybe do an entire blog overhaul. muse list, aesthetic, url maybe? Etc etc. i think i just wanna start totally Fresh when i have so many bad memories here now. maybe cut down my following too because im so easily overwhelmed these days and i just want to chill… ill probably announce when i move but im not sure how ill go about it. thanks for sticking with me through all this gang, i appreciate u sm ❤️

“I see your sister in that chair, sometimes.”

me logging on for the first time in a week

i hate it here

hello my darlings! so this multimuse has officially moved down to a low activity blog. i will be popping in every now and again to queue some stuff, but rather sporadically. please, if you can, take a moment to look at my new carrd (rules/exclusives have been updated as well, pls let me know if ive missed u off AAAA), you’ll see i’ve ditched a lot of muses. for now my most active blogs will be here and here, as those are the fandoms i am most feeling at the moment. i also have dean, but he’ll be super low activity as well. if i’ve removed any characters you were in the past interested in, please let me know because i am more than happy to add a private muse page for anyone who is interested! anyway, thank you for reading this! i’m probably gonna queue it a couple of times for people to see <3

hey babygirl, wanna hang out;)

every day i get a step closer to having just a twd multi ,

fallenmind​:

𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗  𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎  𝚊  𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚍.  like  a  hollowed  out  memory  of  a  place  that  once  had  some  sense  of  life.  nestled  away  in  some  country  side,  the  thought  crossed  rick’s  mind  on  how  truly  picked  clean  a  place  like  this  would  be?  there  was  a  glint  of  reassurance  in  his  tone,     “i  think  so.”

eyes  scan  the  skeletons  of  storefronts  in  the  distance,  watchful  of  movement  ahead,  dead  or  otherwise.  the  blistering  sun  casted  their  shadows  against  pavement,  hunger  continued  to  devour  him  from  the  inside  [  𝚑𝚘𝚠  𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝  𝚊𝚛𝚎  𝚠𝚎  𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍  ]    –  eyes  refocus.     “there.”     bringing  up  his  hand,  rick  points.  sitting  on  the  corner  of  the  block,  was  a  local  pharmacy,  boards  placed  across  the  front  windows,  looking  rather  untouched ;  too  good  to  be  true?     “might  be  a  good  place  to  start.”

                           you       tried        not        to        excite        yourself        with        the        possibilities,           you        required       an       item       to       sit       in       your       palm       before      you       allowed        any        sort        of        joy        to        warm       your       skin.         expressionless        you        stay       as       your       dark      pupils      trickle       over      the      length       of       his       arm,        finding         his       source        of       hope       in       the       rays     cast         by        the         very       point       of       his      finger.         you        scan        the        store,          concern        already        beginning       to        crawl        up        through        the        depths        of       your       throat.

❛❛          we       should       head       in       through         the       back,        heard       a       lot       of       places        around         here        are        wired       up        with       somethin’.         some          kinda          trap        for         walkers.           ❜❜           though,         with       the       friendliness        that        you       seldom        encountered,           it         was        more        likely         that         the        tripwires        were        set        for        you.

❛❛         you      think      by      bottling      up      your      guilt       that      you’re      protecting      them      from      your      toxicity,      but      really      it      comes      out      in       other       ways       and       infects       everything.         ❜❜           &          @everstride.

❛❛           YEAH,       WELL.           that’s        pretty        rich        coming       from        the        𝚒𝚌𝚎       𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗           herself.           ❜❜           how     well        you       each        know      one      another,          know       exactly        the       shards      that       will        cut        the       deepest.           the         crains          stole          each         other’s         insecurities       and        fashioned         yourselves        weapons,        wielding        them         furiously         to         see        which        would        nick        the         other        first.         it        seemed        to       be        the        only        way        for        each        of       you        to      communicate       these        days.           it         brought        you        shame         often,          thinking         of       how       disappointed        your       mother       would        be.          BUT     SHE     WASN’T       HERE,          nor        would         she         ever        be         here        to       scrutinise        your        treatment        of        one       another.           BUT     THEO     WAS,          and        she         always        gave        as         good        as         she        got.

                               ❛❛          let      me       ask      you       something,       theo,        when      was      the      last      time      you        told        anyone       how        you       feel?           oh,         i        forgot        you          so         often         wore         your            heart      on      your      sleeve.         ❜❜

cordyce​:

i   no   longer   recognise   myself.      in   the   morphed   and   distorted   evergreen   mirror   that   cools   her   palm   and   stings   her   lips     :      there   belongs   a   reflection   of   someone   that   she   is   no   longer.   there   begins   the   empty   shell   of   some   lost   soul   with   a   shaky   purpose   and   some   unknown   destination.   my   pathway,   carved   into   the   ground   beneath   my   feet,   crumbled   with   my   every   passing   step,   and   fell   away   to   reveal   the   great   abyss.

                     [   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴,   𝙲𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙴   𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙿𝚈,   𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚂   𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝚂   𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙰𝙸𝚁   𝙸𝙽   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚃   𝙾𝙵   𝙶𝚄𝚂𝚃𝚂.   𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳,   𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙴   𝙿𝙸𝙲𝙺𝚂   𝚄𝙿   𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙿𝙸𝙴𝙲𝙴   𝙾𝙵   𝙳𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙳   𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙳,   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚃𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂   𝙸𝚃   𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴.   𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃   𝚄𝙽𝚆𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴   𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙴   𝙾𝙵   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙵𝙻𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂.   ]

          “   hm?   ”what   did   he   say?         “   oh…   yeah,   you’re   probably   right.   ”          finally,   her   gaze   breaks   from   the   hypnotic   symbiosis   of   breeze   and   blaze     :     i’ll   drink,   and   then   sleep,   and   tomorrow   i   will   draw   his   face   again.   and   apologise   for   not   being   any   fun.“   hey,   you   know   you    still   owe   me   that   story.   how   you   found   jackson…    oh   man,   you   didn’t   think   i’d   forget,   did   you?   ”

❛❛               OH,       YOU     KNOW . .              ❜❜            whenever       your       mind       wanders       towards        a       thought        of        them,          you       can        almost        feel       your        throat        thicken        with        the       accent        they       raised        you      on,          hailing        a        birthplace        overseas,         despite        never       having        been.          YOU    KNEW    THEM,       AND     ONLY      THEM,           your       mumbles           stolen         from        excruciating        familiarity.          you       think        yourself        a         stranger,          if        not        their        successor.           their        lives         became        legacies        that        each        person        you        encountered        had        a      variation        of.            someone       who      had     lived,       and      who     had     died.          you      were       all       stories        in       the       end,         a       variation,         spoken       into        the        embers        of        a        fire       designed       to       keep       a       loved        one        warm,         truly       dying         the         final         time       your        name        was        uttered         into        the         smoke.            ❛❛        same        as       everybody      else.            a       lot’v        here       an’       there       an’        people       dyin’       in       between.       ❜❜

Kelvin Harrison Jr.    in    Waves (2019)

slashfame​:

            ❝            you  look  𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱  today  .      —      did  you  do  something  𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵  with  your  hair  ?            ❞    

@inescape​ sent     —     💬 ( for hallie !)

❛❛        OKAY──            what        do        you        want,          mickey?       ❜❜

i think i’m gonna put this blog on a short hiatus and focus my mind elsewhere. i’ll definitely bring back my hp multi and ive got some ideas from some brand new single muses that i think will be Neat. i just think it’ll be so nice just to have a completely fresh muse that i can put my energy into ✨

i am struggling to know what to do here. i think i definitely need a little time away just to… soak in everything and work on myself, because the last thing i would wanna do is make anyone uncomfortable here, whether it now with the negativity i’ve brought to the dash the past couple of days by platforming the other blog, or in the past with public criticism that i am not in a position to take a stance on. i do wanna take this opportunity to apologise for that. i had a few hours to think about things and i decided that i shouldn’t get to say what offends people and what doesn’t offend people. if you have seen a vague on my blog before and was hurt by it, then you have a right to be hurt by it, and it was unfair of me to think otherwise, because in spite of how i felt in that time, i shouldn’t have used my platform to slam others, even if i thought it was inconsequential or harmless. if you want a personal apology, i understand and my ims are open. for now, i’d like to have the chance to move on and progress. for months now i’ve made a conscientious effort to not promote negativity on my blog (total backslide, i know) and to give people the benefit of the doubt. i’m not so heavy on the block button, i talk to people about any issue that arises, and i think i think we as a community should continue to practice this because it truly is the most effective way of communicating. there’s a lot of uh… fearmongering, where we think we shouldn’t speak our mind because of how people receive us, and we should try to actively disband this way of thinking. please know that my blog is always a safe space for communication. i see these anons about me and it makes me so sad to think it’s something that could’ve been resolved privately. and listen, that’s my fault too. i shouldn‘t have vagued about anyone and i shouldn’t have blocked people so freely, i could’ve done what i endeavour to do now and said “hey sorry i’m not comfortable with this” and i totally recognise that behaviour is much more acceptable. i think i just figured i was curating a space that was comfortable for me and i think i’m definitely entitled to do that, but perhaps more cautiously, as i don’t fully recognise the knock on effects that i caused. and finally, i’m sorry that you feel more comfortable going through another blog to voice your complaints about me than speaking to me through my own anonymous feature or in ims. i want to be an approachable person that you feel like you CAN talk to, and i really hope by seeing This you can understand its not in my nature to treat people badly or unfairly, i’ve just made some pretty poor decisions in the past, whether fuelled by egotism or just plain laziness. finally, for that blog, i think it’s just gonna lose traction if we as a collective no longer pay attention to it. i know that’s easier said than done, but truly if it has no audience, it has no hate to produce. and i know some have tried to defend me, also have sent me screenshots of the blog, but i really don’t want anything to do with it anymore so if we could just… not tell me, i’d really appreciate that. i’m an emotional sponge and i just sap up any negativity i see, true or otherwise, and i really wanna move on and enjoy my time here. i hope you guys can give me a second chance but if not, that’s also fine. as i said, curate your safe space. i’ll catch all of you guys in a bit, take care 😊