itisthevelaness
itisthevelaness
I'm the greatest villain of myself
421 posts
I ripped my heart and gave it to the devil and now we chaotically dance through every night
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itisthevelaness · 5 months ago
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And I wonder,
Wonder in my loneliness
Why it had to be like this?
I used to have friends.
We used to laugh so much.
& cry & just be there, together.
And now
Now it's just me and you on the other side of the screen
Watching you with someone,
Something we too could have been.
Where did it go wrong?
When did the crack that wasn't even visible turn into a wall of hesitation?
And I just sit here with a lump in my throat.
And tears.
And happy that you're happy.
But crying , because that could've been us.
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itisthevelaness · 6 months ago
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What sacrifice do I need to make to live in the ghibli world? Coz pleaseeeeeeeeee
I'm begging you universe.......
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i want to live in the ghibli world sooo bad like you guys don’t even know. i would risk it ALL
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itisthevelaness · 6 months ago
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Dear Santa,
Some sanity;
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itisthevelaness · 1 year ago
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Someone: What's your drink of choice?
My tears.
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itisthevelaness · 1 year ago
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i want to live in the ghibli world sooo bad like you guys don’t even know. i would risk it ALL
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itisthevelaness · 1 year ago
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Every Witch had their own song. Every magical creature had its own tune, and the air was full of a harmony only I could hear.
- The Ways of Wayward Witches by Evelyn King
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itisthevelaness · 1 year ago
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I stared longingly down the street where my favourite mortal coffee shop was and wished for nothing more than to sit back with a tattered paperback, feeding my caffeine addiction and peering out the window to do some mortal-watching.
- The Ways of Wayward witches by Evelyn King
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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Every year on December 31 at midnight, the year changes, yet I remain the same. And yet again, the cycle of me being miserable in a new year continues.
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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Reality is only here to kill me.
Dreams are the place where I'm truly alive.
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.
if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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how do people endure this world without constantly feeling like they have to burst into tears
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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'A girl and her everyday headaches'- A book about me.
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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Man, I'm so stressed.
*Proceeds to do more stressful things.
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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it’s because you’re always in that damn narrative
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning, from Aurora Leigh, 1856.  
Source:histoire-d-elle
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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one thing about me is that i will cry. i cry when i’m happy, i cry when i’m sad, i cry when i am angry, i cry when i am tired, and i cry when i think about life
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itisthevelaness · 2 years ago
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