andytheoverthinker

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was in a bad mood but realised i simply haven't listened to the old witch sleep and the good man grace enough recently. and also i was. Hungry

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TEAR ME UP AND BURN ME UP RIP ME UP AND LEAVE YOUR HAND ON THE WALL AS YOU GO BLOOD'S POURING LIKE MARTINIS GRAFFITI SWEET BIKINIS IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK OF ME NOW NO NO NO NO ARE YOU GOD OR DEVIL GHOST DISHEVELED CHILDHOOD FRIEND OR DRUNKEN REVEL I CANNOT STOP IM BLEEDING OUT FOR YOU YOU ANGEL HEART YOU MONSTER OH SOME GODFORSAKEN PROSPERO YOUR FEATHERS AND YOUR PAWS YOUR HELL FOR LEATHER APPLAUSE YOU DANCE ON TABLES ENDLESS LABELS ARE YOU CAIN CAUSE IM NOT ABEL YOU BASTARD LASTING NIGHT BUS ASKING WHAT'S THE EVERLASTING FABLE I CANNOT FIND THE WORDS TO KEEP YOU I CANNOT FIND THE WORDS TO KEEP YOU but your blood does not bleed red no more it's brighter than the sun burns white with the hum from within this gaping wound of ours a new us has begun a new us has begun A NEW US HAS A NEW US HAS A NEW US HAS BEGUN CAN'T WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS

TOMORROW?

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fanfic is so cool, i wish romantic attraction was real

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i’m crashing out guys

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That Unwanted Animal

“I’m the paper cut that kills you…”

Really just enjoying sketching that that more precise and expressive look that hands seem to have and trying to get them to look simplified enough while still retaining their humanity. I’ve been absolutely screaming this song on my way home from swordfighting at the moment, it’s well and truely in my skull and I adore it.

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what if we built a train together and then you became a terrorist rebel because I was a tyrant and I sentenced you to death but actually just erased all of your memories and put you into the train because you were really smart and then your wife (rebellion leader) and former best friend (government official alongside me) found out that the engine of the train is running off of some guy's blood and tried to deal with that whole situation but just ended up unleashing eldritch horrors on the train and you got your memories back and confronted me and I told you that the dream whispered my name and the void sings to me and then got turned into an eldritch snake being only to get beaten up by your former best friend. and then we all died. and then 80 years later some random traffic cop has to watch the videos of eldritch horrors on the eldritch horror train black box and then witness the destruction of their world. haha. wouldnt that be fun. twirls a strand of hair around my finger

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The Calling

“The Rain came falling down, I watched that Woman drown”

Someone said I should do one from The Calling and it’s been playing a lot in my mind so here we are. Finally doing one that doesn’t have my likeness in any capacity. Not sure I adore this one but the next one surely I will.

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“Emotional abuse works like this: You are screamed at, and then, not knowing any better, you stand up for yourself. You think this is a way of being strong. You think this is a defense tactic.But this only provokes more screaming. Going silent provokes more screaming too, but usually it keeps the threats to the minimum. It keeps it just at screaming and not: a shove down the stairs, or order to pack your stuff and get out. So you learn how to go silent. How to play dead. How to cry without making a noise. How to swallow noise. How to wipe your cheeks, get out of the car, and go about your day. You learn. And when the screaming has stopped, when the two of you are in the car or out to dinner and they’re all smiles, all asking for favors, all questions, you are still hurt and annoyed and want to ask them, how? How can you speak to me like that? How can you pretend you did not say those things? How can you have forgotten? But you’ve learned. So you listen to, “Can I borrow your key”s and “how was your day”s and you play dead. You swallow the noise. And sometimes it doesn’t matter who is speaking to you, it doesn’t matter if they’re a friend, it doesn’t matter if their criticism is constructive, it doesn’t matter. You’ve learned. Any sort of speaking, any raising of the voice, any insult and you play dead.”

— Good Girl, Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)

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Immensely OdyPen-coded song

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What is your favourite Frances hardinge book?

i love all of them, but i think deeplight has to be my favourite one (i even wrote a whole essay analysing the prologue as extra work for my english class)

what’s yours?

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Inkpot Gods

He breaks like light through cracks in canyons, and the light almost seems to trickle down like godly, gold ink into dirty dark inkpots. The inkpot canyon is not wide enough for us both.

If I don’t make it back from where I’ve gone just know I’ve loved you all along

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The purpose of life is to get really into stories that drive you so crazy you sometimes feel the need to throw up from how much you love them

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Did anyone else turn like 10 or 11 and feel like you were too old to play toys or pretend but you still definitely wanted to engage in imaginative play so you just recorded whatever pretend game you were playing and called it making a video. or was that just us

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someone in the UK threw eggs at Charles and was arrested and has been banned from openly carrying eggs in public and has since been sent death threats but their statement on the matter was so fucking good

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Not Yet/Love Run (Reprise)

A little ‘Not Yet/Love Run (Reprise)’ lyric art piece because I’m impossibly obsessed with the song right now and when I move onto the next Amazing devil song to be obsessed with I will continue to make silly little art pieces.

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astonishing how good it can feel to get some chores done sometimes. you’ll be sitting there like damn i am some type of horrid little smeagol like creature who should be crushed to death. but then you do some laundry and you’re like wrow. im actually gods most fuckable soldier.