"Yes bawss" the goons say, as I order them to go home to their wives and kids, to live out their days in peace and quiet-comfort, to raise their children and to see them through to college - to watch them succeed out there in the world and to feel pride in ways they never knew they had the capacity to feel. To live old, and to die with their spouse at their bedside, hand clutched in-hand, as they fade in and out of consciousness. Voices echoing through the hospital room, and the sounds of sobbing and well-wishes from loved ones merging into the background, until all that's left is a muffled-silence, imposing and omnipresent. Through their final-slivers of life and lucidity, a voice is heard, one so beautiful and intimate, that their fears and sorrows vanish in an instant - and this voice, with its delicate-timbre, rings through their mind as it finally goes, and it speaks a truth, a truth that they know will always be true:
"I'll always love you"
*thinks of a joke* haha this will be funny and lighthearted *realizes how abrasive it comes off as soon as it leaves mouth* *walks into traffic gets hit by a car survives gets hit by another car still alive but can perceive new colors never before beheld by the human eye*
Having to clean the shower is so fucking annoying. It’s clean in there. That’s where I go to get clean. It’s clean dude trust me. Stop fucking growing bacteria and stuff man this is the clean locale. You’re embarrassing me in front of the sink
Agates carved into orange slices by wutong_crystal_carvings.
Source: x
googling shit like "why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends" and all of the answers are either "you need better friends" (i don't; my friends are wonderful) or "your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels" (i don't; i've got tons of energy, it's just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it's like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much
they're letting me run around in the research lab to boost morale (because of how cute i am) even though i have several mysterious properties. the safety committee is PISSED lol and they're right to be because no one knows about my spores
She looks very cute, but I am giving up on this piece I’m afraid-
P2 ending
when you reblog a post because you think a specific mutual would enjoy it and then they reblog it from you