Oh dear - is that it!

02.06.24 - 12:17 pm

“can i ask you a question?” she murmurs quietly. she sucks in a deep breath, holding back her tears. “sure… though i dont know if i will have an answer for you. let alone it being the answer you want to hear, but i at least owe you that much.” “why did you love me?” she looks up at him. they stare at each other for a minute, silently; as if one was trying to read the other.  “i could ask you the same thing. why did you love me as well?” “just answer the question.” she retorts. “well-” he starts, he looks down at his scuffed converse as he runs his fingers through his hair. he thinks back to when she first caught his eye. he smiles as he starts to remember everything about her that he had previously started to forget. like the way her eyes lit up when he made her pancakes, such a normal thing yet such a strong reaction. he remembers how she cant fall asleep at night without a blanket and how irises are her favorite flower. all these things about her start flooding his mind. back then, it was all the little things that made her seem big to him.  “you always outshone everyone… no matter where you went.” he finishes, their memories still fresh in his mind.  “so then why are you leaving?” she questions. the way her voice shakes forces him to look her in the eyes. god… those eyes. her eyes that were once a beautiful cerulean, now turned to a slate grey. the light in them had vanished as they drowned in her tears.  “i guess someone else turned out to be brighter than you. who would have thought?” he responds, breaking eye contact and turning away from her. she stood there for a minute, as if waiting for another answer, but there was nothing left for him to say. so all he did was stand there and listen as her footsteps retreated. she was walking away from him; in the exact opposite direction he wanted her to be heading. he continued to stand there until the world around him went silent. until all he could hear was the sound of his heavy breathing as he choked on his tears.

- S.H. // things ive never said #8 (via 2amthoughts)

one day i am gonna grow wings

Let Down [Unused Video] - Radiohead OK Computer (1997) Dir: Unkown

Lust can feel like love until it is time to make a sacrifice.

Let Down is for the cunts that have no idea what they’re going to do with their life. For those with wasted potential. The ones that don’t know how to contribute to society. The burnt out gifted kids. People taking ap classes with no idea why they signed up for them. Those who decide to waste their intellect on mindless things. Its for the people who feel like they’re swimming in stormy water and constantly getting sucked beneath the surface. It’s for the people who put a slice of tomato between two pieces of bread and call it a fucking sandwich. Its for the people who constantly fight an uphill battle to be known. It’s for those who are terrified of fading into obscurity. It’s for those who tried to build a picture perfect life, only for the picture to be sun damaged. It’s for the people who don’t know how to try. It’s for the people who never tried at all.

Once again I'd trusted a man. Once again I'd felt sympathy for a man who was not good.

Lisa Taddeo, from Animal

I swear my migraines can be vengeful

So, as I type I’m having a brutal migraine.

My hands are shaking and my legs can barely hold me up. It’s 11.54 and I just want to sleep.

The real kicker is that I tried to use sumatriptan to prevent it. Not only has that clearly not worked but this is noticeably more vicious than average. I swear it feels like this happens to me every time I try to head of a migraine by using medication.

I don’t have a point here, Im just exhausted. Alvo sent me the music for a song that I wanted to have out days ago and I can’t even listen to it right now. I also have the added insult of a Universal Credit questionnaire sat on my desk because they don’t think my doctor sending them a sick note of my migraines is sufficient proof of my illness and insisting that their utterly non-medical opinion is more important. If their goal is to make me feel less like a person then, for today at least, they succeeded.

hysterical and useless

Here's the final version of my latest Rarity doodles. :)

I love this beautiful unicorn, and this song too. It's something transcending.

Give it a listen. Cry your eyes out. Go hug someone. Tell them you love them... They'll appreciate it.

still working on a lot of things, trying to see how not to go mental with all the chaos coming to my life...

Much love,

Pearly

“i’m tired of wanting more,

i think i'm finally worn.

for you have a way of promising things,

and i’ve been a forest fire.”

- a burning hill

Realizing you’re not as important to someone as they are to you can put you in some REALLY embarrassing situations sometimes…

Trying to work out the strengths I’ve gained from all the hurt people have caused me. 💭

I can be hard to live with I don't mean to, but I can be ... critical. Sometimes I think I'm just no good for people. It's not good for them to be around me, I wear'em down ... they ... got unhappy.

Reality of this generation 🖤 !.