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[julietdonahoe]

the third-person omniscient

you're up in EVERYONE'S business. somehow, you're not actually a character in this story at all, but instead an outside observer, seeing things from everyone's perspective and getting their take on the situation. who the audience chooses to side with is no concern of yours; you're merely here to present the facts as you see them. you can see the value in hearing many different sides of the same story, and have found that the truth often lies in the middle.

[julietdonahoe]

Dstancing yourself from friends and family even more now for ... some reason ?

You'd think that with everyone being on lock down with endless amounts of time to spend, you'd spend it talking to your friends and family. You'd think that. Wouldn't you. That would... make sense. And yet. You're here. Doing quizzes on Tumblr when your family is downstairs and you probably have some unread messages... probably have some friends you swore you'd call over the quarentine. You're just [consumes media. takes quizzes. eats too much or not at all.]. yeah i get it, maybe you and your family have strained relationships. you have friends. people who care about you. but you're... avoiding them. you're wallowing in your solitude and feel terrible about it. yet... you continue doing it. you've got intimacy issues. don't play the victim and oh-woe-is-me if, when quarentine is over, your friends and you have become distant. don't be a cancer about it and cry and shift the blame. take some responsibility. frienship is a two way street.

[julietdonahoe]

Your Result:

"i'm hurting and help is beyond me."

there's something going on with you mentally. you haven't told anyone because you don't want to drag them down with you. it kills you on the daily and you feel like you're falling apart, however, nobody's noticed. you feel like you should be thankful for that, but it just hurts more. you feel selfish and weak for wanting help, yet something deep and knotted beneath your diaphragm is screaming to let go of the pain and let someone else handle it for awhile.

[julietdonahoe]

The Wayfaring Stranger

You wander through the world, desperately seeking attention and intimacy, but are ultimately never fully satisfied with the sphere of human connection. You enjoy your relationships, but never truly feel as though you belong the way others seem to. You spend half your time wondering if you have enough friends and whether they like you; and the other half pondering the strange detachment from everyone you know that descends on you more often than it should. Everyone who meets you is blessed by having done so, but ultimately you must move on. In the end, your destiny lies in the natural world, the sea, the grasses and stars, and in the act of wandering itself. As a deity, you're the patron god of travel, of weather, of the sea, of ending relationships, of loneliness and of dreams.

[julietdonahoe]

31.1.20

i think she's the sky because she's always there in the corner of my eye or my mind and sometimes she's grey and sometimes she's brilliant blue and sometimes if i look at her she's made of a billion colours and shards of light and i realise that i love her even more than i thought before

[julietdonahoe]

Akaksjssksksksksksks

Kakaksnsmsmsmsma

Its so hard, hard to see, i want you to help me find myself again, but i forget that you're gone

If you ever regret your request that we be kept apart, maybe consider the start, back when you'd stolen my heart

You were the best thing that will ever happen to me, and now you're not happening to me anymore and i'm sorry

You coughed up your lies, and shoved them down my throat

 i couldn't take your goodbyes, i couldn't remember how not to choke

The mystics know when you'll die,

 the medics know how,

but i know you're too shy

 to ask about that now

We had some time together,

and you'll say it was good,

turns out I'm not the maid Marian

to your robin hood

Back when i was younger, younger than i am now, i imagined a palace in the sky.  It had glass ceilings and walls, and brass doors in the halls, but when you saw it, you called for

15 men walk hand in hand over the grave of the motherland, once the bombs and ships had fell, no one was left to show her the plan

I'll wait forever anytime

Can i tell you a secret?

I think i'm in love with her

Come find me when you learn about yourself

Open up your eyes

And close your ears

Follow me forward into the rain

The water will swallow your tears

When i was living with you

You had no news to share

Your problems were all solved

You had no burdens to bear

Now i have to tell you

My love, you've gone too far

My dear, you're only human

You’re not a shooting star

I used to love someone

Now she's gone away

Your own life is a mystery

You have no debts to pay

If i were to cross that bridge

Everything would change

No-one has the upper hand

The colours are all strange

Build me up

Buttercup

Screw me up

Throw me down

Love can't be bought, sold or stolen

It just is, and always will be

What happened to the humane race

This is the year that we're being individuals

Brush off all that residual

Pain sorrow suffering

We were all trying to be so cool

Back in high school

She cut her hair

But she stayed the same

I'm not one to pass judgment

When youre feeling old and grey

Sitting in your grave

Can you hear the wind? it's come to tear down all your buildings

It's come to ask you why on earth you left

You can have the forks and plates

And your wood and iron gates

But you'll lose your reputation in the wind

You'll have nowhere to go and nowhere to hide

The floor will tilt and you'll start to slide

You told me to never look for the bad

But i found it right here, isn't that sad

You'll have less options as the years go by

Bad people, bad places,

bad songs and bad faces,

bad goods and bad deeds,

bad wants and bad needs

The ultimate form of god is one all people can know and understand

She'll take me by the hand

Tell me where i stand

Don't hide

There are aliens in this town they say,

Yes, there are and i'm one of them

I was looking for my mother's grave

My deepest wish is to be happy

I don't need a god, i already know your name

You knew everything about me

You knew nothing about yourself

I can dance and i can sing

Give you money, buy you things

But im not the one you want babe

She standing over there

She's got flowers in her hair

You watch out of the corner of your eye

I glance in your direction,

Noticing your forced suppression

Of feelings that you just don't want to hide

We've been dancing to the lyrics

Of songs that dont last three minutes, no

We aint on time so they fill in for us

You know your momma's gonna kill us, oh

Well i cant be in love with her

Because she's not in love with me

I live for your love but you know that i cant take it

We'd be so happy if only i could fake it

So many people

[julietdonahoe]

But those people do exist.

People who, when faced with howling winds and lashing rain, stand tall and continue into the eye of the storm.

People who, when pushed to the brink of their abilities, pick themselves up and say, "one more round."

People who, when told, "no, you can't",  spit right back through a bloody nose and broken teeth, "I can. And I will.".

These people are everywhere. They are inside of you.

And I need you to find them.