magicallightcandy

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to all the people who may be coming back here from twitter in light of elon’s purchase:

[magicallightcandy]

A letter-

Hold you fist tight

Really tight, till it starts to hurt

And you can force it no more

Now keep holding it

Don't let go

Are you tired yet?

Your fist holds the rope holding back the beast

The most vicious, bloodthirsty one there can be

It is hungry and it will destroy you

Suck all joy and peace out of you

Devour you until there is nothing left

Until all that's left is an empty shell of you

Are you tired yet?

It's ok, you just have to hold on

Ignore the pain

But it's getting hard, isn't it?

It would be instead easier to just give in

No one cares anyway

Jump off the edge or a chair

It doesn't matter

Are you holding on tight?

Are you in pain?

Are you tired yet?

It's starting to get heavy

You are getting weak

Everything tastes like mash potatoes

And every sound is from underwater

It doesn't matter anyway, they say

You're always tired, let them be

Leave them alone

Nobody cares

You're getting tired now

So for five seconds of peace

You let go

The beast is free and it runs rampant

And true to its nature

It drains you

You try to catch it

But you're too weak

You try to speak

Scream for help

But no one's around now

No food, no water, no help

You're weak

And you're alone

All for five seconds of peace

You let go

And now it's easier to jump

Because no one is going to care

Are you tired yet?

They don't ask anymore

You always are anyway

When you're gone

For five seconds of peace

They'll say

You let go

Should've, could've tried harder

Are you tired yet?

Yes, you are.

Is it fair?

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It's my 5 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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Love doesn't always break your heart...

Sometimes it heals what it never broke.

He asked me when I fell in love with him and I knew it sounded dramatic to say the moment I saw him, so I told him this story of my grandma who had Alzheimer's- she forgot her name and the words for fruit and food, she forgot her address and how to use the washroom, all her life lost to the disease. The only thing she remembered was her son's name and when that began to fade, the one thing she always remembered was that she loved him, even in illness, even in insanity. She saw this 6 foot 2 man with a scrubby beard and she didn't know him but she said she trusted him, she asked him to hold her hand when she died. When does memory end and love begin? All I know is- she loved him before she remembered him.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

[magicallightcandy]

A letter-

Hold you fist tight

Really tight, till it starts to hurt

And you can force it no more

Now keep holding it

Don't let go

Are you tired yet?

Your fist holds the rope holding back the beast

The most vicious, bloodthirsty one there can be

It is hungry and it will destroy you

Suck all joy and peace out of you

Devour you until there is nothing left

Until all that's left is an empty shell of you

Are you tired yet?

It's ok, you just have to hold on

Ignore the pain

But it's getting hard, isn't it?

It would be instead easier to just give in

No one cares anyway

Jump off the edge or a chair

It doesn't matter

Are you holding on tight?

Are you in pain?

Are you tired yet?

It's starting to get heavy

You are getting weak

Everything tastes like mash potatoes

And every sound is from underwater

It doesn't matter anyway, they say

You're always tired, let them be

Leave them alone

Nobody cares

You're getting tired now

So for five seconds of peace

You let go

The beast is free and it runs rampant

And true to its nature

It drains you

You try to catch it

But you're too weak

You try to speak

Scream for help

But no one's around now

No food, no water, no help

You're weak

And you're alone

All for five seconds of peace

You let go

And now it's easier to jump

Because no one is going to care

Are you tired yet?

They don't ask anymore

You always are anyway

When you're gone

For five seconds of peace

They'll say

You let go

Should've, could've tried harder

Are you tired yet?

Yes, you are.

Is it fair?

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“I’ve got like four or five things that I actually like, and I just stick to those.”

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“Today I forgive myself. Not just once. Again, and again, and again. As many times as it takes to find peace.”

— Unknown

[magicallightcandy]

I hate the people I once loved,

What should I do with you now?

Should I be grateful of your love?

Or should I resent you and leave you behind ?

You are hard to get rid of,

I hope you realise,

We're just a burden to each other now.

I hate you Now.

No amount of love from Then is going to change that.

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Kinda feel like Hades,

Ignored and lonely,

I can tell when death is near,

Therefore I'm not welcomed where life is.

I can never fit in,

Is this my curse?

Why do I have to pretend and lie,

To just fit in,

When I have nothing to be ashamed about.

May this New Year bring me mercy,

So I don't have to hide anymore.

I just want to be happy.

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You ask me

Why do i get up

Every time I fall down

I shake my head, smile at you

And walk away

But I want to say

Because it's all I know

Getting up

And starting again

Because if don't get up

Then I'll stop

And, God, I'm not ready to stop yet.

I want to live

I want to live

So much more.

Have a chance at life

That was never given to me before.

I hope

One day I'll get that chance

Until then

I get up

And I'll keep getting up.

[magicallightcandy]

Happy new year 2022 🌱

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Inside the circle

Of fire,

I danced

With the devil,

And it made me

Unhappy.

But, God,

I wish you were

Here.

-m

[magicallightcandy]

“First forget inspiration. Habit is more dependable. Habit will sustain you whether you’re inspired or not. Habit will help you finish and polish your stories. Inspiration won’t. Habit is persistence in practice.”

— Octavia E. Butler, “Furor Scribendi” in Bloodchild and Other Stories

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the theme that always resonates me the most in stories is “the world is cruel; therefore I won’t be.”

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i think love is about finding people to be in the kitchen with

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I'm not obligated

To dig up old graves

Because

You're ready

To visit the skeletons of our past

Go ahead

Pull up to my cemetery

Pour gasoline on the soil

And set fire to my graves

I've laid my spirits to rest

I'm done with you

With us

Our past

Don't worry

I'm at peace now

There's no more need

For you

To turn up at my doorstep

Like you deserve some explanation

Don't misunderstand

You deserve none

I'm setting myself free

Of your shackles

Don't try to contain me

I've outgrown them

I fly free now

In the open sky

Once in a while

I'll come down

And clear the dust

Off my headstone

I'll lay fresh flowers

Then return

To the place

I once dreamt of

Belonging to

When I'm home

I'll lay my weary head to rest

And think of you

No more.

-magicallightcandy

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Sasuke protecting his precious person 

( quote by Haku )