bigmacwithlettuce96
bigmacwithlettuce96
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As far as you know I’m a teeny tiny frog on a teeny tiny lily pad reblogging with my teeny tiny arms
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 1 year ago
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reblog this rat until staff gets involved
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 2 years ago
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You run out of the woods and you’re bleeding from your feet where they gripped bark in your haste and you’re bleeding from your heart for other reasons and your ears are ringing from that goddam secret keeper. And the falling of trees. It’s hard to forget, the first time you hear death like that.
You run out of the woods and it turns out you changed in there which is new because you don’t remember ever changing much before that but now you’re different and your feet are bleeding and god is this a heart attack?
You run out of the woods and you’ve got moss for clothes now and your bare skin feels like fire and your mouth tastes like copper and cold and truth. And your home was the woods but the woods are behind you. And your heart is beating out of your chest. And your heart is bleeding. And your heart is saying they’re wrong.
You run out of the woods and swords cross behind you and the swords are branches and they are alight and they are gone in a wisp of wind and so is the woods.
You have been out of the woods for a while and your feet have stopped bleeding and you wonder if that is a good thing. They are proof. Proof of the woods. Without the blood and pain, who will believe you?
You have been living far from the woods and each day that passes you vow to find it again. You vow to rip your heart apart in the finding of it and run over its bark and pull those gleaming swords apart with your bare hands.
You vow to rip off the moss and take joy in the burning rage of your naked body as you pull the forest up by its fucking roots.
You vow to go up to the tree that started it all and set it alight. You vow to eat every last goddamn fruit.
-eve’s rage saved me, a letter to the church
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 2 years ago
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I needed some soft-dad Joel and older-teen Ellie fix it fanart
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 2 years ago
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“Into the woods, but not too fast or what you wish, you lose at last…”
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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no guides for new twitter users they don’t need to be coddled. figuring this site out on your own is a rite of passage. it weeds out the weak
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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reviews of the whaley house from ghost files are in
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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Came up with a great story idea. Can’t wait for my brain to make it so intricate in my head yet impossible to write out.
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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return of the kings
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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*Cue collective screaming*
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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moon-touched
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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imagine you are fifteen years old taking your little sister to the grocery store because your dad is busy and your grandmother is old and you need food. as you turn a corner you accidentally ram your shopping cart into God with a capital G and he promises to show you the world you’ve never seen from inside the ten square miles of your hometown in exchange for your company. you hate the risk but your demigod sister has untapped potential and an unrelenting determination to get ghost, so you follow God with a capital G through heaven and hell and back. God with a capital G is twelve and wiser than even your grandmother and treats everything like a game and he’s your brother now and suddenly you would (and have and will) kill and die for him. your first love becomes a different god and you add her name to the list of things (your childhood, your vulnerability, your parents, your safety) you don’t have the time to grieve right now (or ever) and you become a man on foreign soil and your dad isn’t there to see it. you are fifteen and God with a capital G’s best friend and your little sister– sisters, now– are the most powerful demigods on the planet and you are the only one keeping three divine tweens focused on saving the world and you are still not allowed to say fuck.
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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When I tell you I cried harder than any other movie at this scene
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You’re my boys, and you’ll always be my boys. Throughout all time. Don’t carry this around anymore.
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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People: “it’s still only Jul-
Me: 🖤🎃🍂🕷🔮🕸🌙👁🦇🔪👣⚰️💀🖤🕷🎃🍂🕸🌙👁🦇🕷💀🖤🎃🎃🎃🖤🕷🕸⚰️🦇👁🖤💀🕸🌙🍂⚰️⚰️⚰️🔮🍂🍂🍂🔮🔮🎃🖤🖤🕸💀👁🔪👣💀🖤🍂🎃 🕸💀👁🔪💀🖤🍂🎃🔮🕸🌙👁🦇🕷💀⚰️🖤🕷🖤🕸🔮🕸🌙🦇🕷🎃👣💀🍂🖤💀🕷🕷🌙🌙🎃🍂👣🍂🕸🌙👁🎃🎃🦇🎃💀🔮
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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today’s date is the 3rd? what’s next, the 4th? the 5th? the minor fall, the major lift? 
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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💖💖💖
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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Some of these Night Vale tweets get deep and I love them for that
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bigmacwithlettuce96 · 3 years ago
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reading is like. i’ve read 5 books in 3 days. i have not read a single sentence in months
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