Thoughts - Blog Posts

You walked up to me and covered my eyes   from behind.

Years later your touch lingers still.

I don't know what to do

I am not starved for touch

I am starved for you

I am trying!!!! But currently i'm not good enough 😕

if she’s the female version of u, wife her.

Let's gooooo!!!!

they should invent giving me the perfect job without applying or interviewing

I'm back

Take care, everyone.

So long 👍

With every breath I try not to not be like that. Yet every path I take seems to take me to this predestined outcome

characters whose philosophy is “if i cannot be wanted, i will be needed and if i cannot be needed, let me be used until there’s nothing left of me.” thank you for everyone’s attention. falls off stage and dies

Wrap your arms around me, stab me in the

      gut. I'd be Grinning happy as i die — holding

      the one person I love.

HAHAHA

Sun Tzu is so fucking funny to me because for his time he was legitimately a brilliant tactician but a bunch of his insight is shit like "if you think you might lose, avoid doing that", "being outnumbered is bad generally", and "consider lying."

I may be the one with your voice inside my head. Saying things you will never say.

bro, the me inside your head is kind to you, right? haha? 🤨

I'm reblogging cause I wanna read it later properly.

PSA

avoid conforming to traditional gender norms by avoiding this common palette:

try using these palettes instead!!

Let's see how this goes

I would happily leave this world but this is

       the only world that has you in it.

Every gentle touch hurts, When you feel unworthy.

He wanted his arm back. He wanted to be a spear man. He was okay with other work and always happy to help but at the end he wanted to be a soldier too. That's why his arm grew back.

Remember the moment in way of kings where he says something like. "Pretty useless as a Spearman with one arms" and kaladin gives him the duty to salvage from corpses.

And on a side note. There is not a single person in this world who is disabled and doesn't wanna change that no matter how good they are at coping and managing it.

am i allowed to say i'm upset lopen grew his arm back

Yeah, i agree. Healing works in the same way soulcasting works on objects, doesnt it? Objects can only change if you believe wholeheartedly that they're something else.

Thats why kaladin's scars didn't heal, isn't it? his subconscious views them as a innate part of him.

Lopen clearly lost his arm a while ago. Hes pretty resolute about the fact that he has no arm and seemed for the most part fine with it. He jokes about it, he's clearly learned to live a fulfilling life without it. We were given no reason to believe Lopen didn't accept that this was him.

I also just liked that there were physically disabled people being treated as a integral part of the team and was potentially going to be given a roll as a hero and saviour to others with his radiant abilities in spite of his disability, like thats cool to me, personally... but its whatever lol

I suppose rysn gets to be the singular physically disabled token character

KALADIN!!!!

helen “trans people are perpetuating gender steriotypes” joyce is now upset that the scientific american is writing about how women were hunters too back in the day, not just mothers and caretakers. feminist win!

I am not jealous. Not at all. I am completely okay and normal right now. I am clearly not gutted with yearning.

you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.

Thank you to everyone who got me to 500 likes!

Apparently Stormlight archive posts get most likes hehe. That and poetry.

You can hurt me all you wish

You can hurt me without care,

Without any comfort to be there

Hurt me past my breaking point,

And I will hold onto the pain

Simply cause it came from you,

Cause it's something of you I can call mine.

I really like the second, gray one. I prefer places where I dont get distracted by things I don't care about. It's really cozy too. The only thing thats missing is a piano

Love Is a curse.

She comes before the world. No sacrifice is too big. Morality Is a privilege for those who love in finite measurement like weighing calories in a meal, careful not to go over maintenance.

Something we do not concern ourselves with. If bringing you back means the world gotta burn then I will have us rest comfortably on bed or Cinders under a roof of stars.

I died but I came back exactly the same. You though, I came back and you were wrong. Did the fact of my dying really damage you that much? Was bringing me back worth what it cost you? Would it have been better to just leave me?

Hmmm I know the human mind.

I can make any stranger love me

Or at least what they perceive as love

I can become what they love

But i can't make you love me

Can't even make you want me

I know all the tricks but I can't use them on you

How little effort it will take for you to gain My love

How little effort you will have to put

Pisses me off

I can't use any way any method any trick

That's not who I want to be

I just want to love you

And have you love me back

Fully

Fuck my life

Might be some certain point

But that point is not tonight

Let's Go!!!

Because I love her.

I can get anything that I want in life.

But what do I do with it?

Without her by my side.

It's pointless.

I am so obsessed

         Got you so ingrained in me

  Your taste your smell your feel too

         So everytime my lips meet

          No doubt they only talk of you.

I want to kiss you so bad. Hard and deep.

         So everytime your lips meet

         You could still taste me.

You are so far away. And I am so down in the dumps. So unworthy. That admiting that I love you feels like fucking hubris.

I don't think I've ever related to a character more than I do to crowly.

And it might sound pretentious. I relate to him not cause he's cool or dress nice. And aloof and unaffected by the world around him. For the most part.

Its because like him I too try to be cool and evil.

Because like him, I am also in love with my best friend.

Because like him I too talk to God when I am at my wits end.

Because like him I too want to run away with my best friend/ love of my life.

Away from all this bullshit. And i keep dropping hints and I know she knows, at least I am hoping. But I don't feel worthy.

But I will endulge in that hubris all the same.

But unlike him. If she gave me a choice of serving as her second in command. As long as it meant staying by her side. I will abandon all I am and join her.

Not sure what that makes me.

You might not love me but you need me.   

      That has to be enough.

But what to do when

I am not even needed?

When we embraced each other

I know that angels fell

For they knew their heaven

Will never be as good as mine