There is a very specific and painful uncomfortable infuriating frustrating dreadful sad feeling of desire, when you care so much about something, and you just want to tell someone about it.
To take a character and make someone else care about them they way you do
To show someone how fascinating a topic is
To demonstrate how intricate a story is, how intertwined the world is
To bundle up the bright, overflowing bundle of care/excitement/intrigue and share it so someone else can experience it too
…
But sometimes, perhaps often, there is no one to tell.
No one you haven’t bothered recently. No one who has a similar interest. No one who will be willing to read the outpour. No one who would care. No one you haven’t already handed a new interest.
And that desire to share, give, offer, show, and tell someone sours. It melts into a charred mass of dread in your stomach that seeps into the subject itself, if only a little.
Today I tried to buckle my seatbelt into my phone
Disclaimer: I did not dye this pigeon. I cannot even reach this pigeon lol
Droplets splatter on the glass
Shining surreal green
Silent shadows wander past
Caught up in a dream
Glitter swirls of lively light
Play upon the walls
Dancing with the darkened night
It chases through the halls
Water ripples with delight
And all the lilies beam
All are pleased to reunite
in this pleasant dream.
Did you know that you have a face
So I watched the first episode of the training arc.
Thoughts:
Nezuko!
Tomioka is going to kill me.
(If Sanemi doesn’t kill him first)
Healer duo could go very good or very bad.
I want rice balls now.
There is so much tired in my body plz help
This is what Porter Robinson’s Worlds album sounds like to me (I haven’t listened to the other albums)
Does anyone get a diff feeling? Similar/same?
Hey so I’m curious, does anyone know if that familiarity Muzan spoke of was a legit feeling or if it was part of Ubuyashiki’s weird hypnotic voice thing? Or perhaps a third “we are a family” magic thing?
Also. Isn’t… wasn’t his wife helping with plans or something? I feel like that got spoiled for me by someone, but if she died in their residence then she couldn’t have… unless they just glossed over that bit? Idk. Also where is the boy child. The homeboy. The lil guy.
Wisdom teeth are the least wise teeth and I’m not sure who their PR team is but they are full of lies
Does anyone else ever distinctly remember doing smth u have been meaning to do and then it ends up being a dream you had so you have to do it all over again?