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tomb-mold · 5 months
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Eject my soul over the bleeding horizon Climb this burning ladder over the bleeding horizon
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talesfromthecrypts · 1 year
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Whoever sent that message, he sure believed in Hell.
Event Horizon (1997) dir. Paul W.S. Anderson
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tare-otome · 4 months
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Views of Bleeding Mark 1/2
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^ The Gouge
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lovely-jenamalone · 3 months
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BIFAN ’24 EXCLUSIVE: JENA MALONE
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pegasusdrawnchariots · 3 months
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CYRANO (à part, dégrisé): C'est vrai, je suis beau, j'oubliais !
you may listen along to the whole heart-rending delivery here
Renauld translation under the cut
CYRANO A kiss is oft a thing so grand That once a queen of France permitted one Unto a happy lord. I said: a queen!
ROXANE And then?
CYRANO (excited) Like Buckingham, I've suffered long; Like him I love a queen, the one that's you! Like him, I'm sad and faithful...
ROXANE And like him You've beauty!
CYRANO (aside, abashed) Yes... I've beauty... I forgot!
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robo-dino-puppy · 6 months
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horizon forbidden west | aloy 113/?
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opens-up-4-nobody · 1 year
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The way that the sun hits leaves and clouds. I feel like I could watch the colors change forever. If I could slow down for that long.
#i keep forgetting a have a deck now. i can go outside and sit there#im doing that now. sitting in the corner of a deck full of empty chairs. staring up at a big pine tree where the sun is striking it gold#at the top. i like how thr light hits the needles. if the sky was black it would look like its on fire#theres a tree outside my bedroom window too. in the morning. after the sunrises it catches thr light and refelcts the most perfect shade#of green. the kind of green that flutters translucent like youre looking up from the bottom of a pool. the light the light its all about#the sun. everything everything is about the sun. when i start my project I'll be focused on understanding how organisms catch the light bc#its so incredible and complicated it would make my chest swell to bursting if there wasnt an empty bleeding wound in my gut. a#metaphorical wound of course. i dunno. its just difficult bc right now my mood is inflated by hormones. not even that much i think I'm#just at what shoulf be a normal level of happiness so i can be slow for a minute. but just a minute bc i kno it won't last long#sorry i cant shut the fuck up when im like this but i dunno i just feel like i havr to document these ephemeral moments before they're gone#its just difficult when you kno the world is so full of beautiful things but 95% of the time your eyes are too clouded to see it#everyone tells me i work too much but i feel like im just staring off into space being miserable 60% of the time. ive just done so much#damage over the past few years im coming into a new lab as damaged goods. ive got an albatross around my neck in thr form of data i#collected so self destructively that the idea of having anything to do with its publication makes me hate myself. everytime someone tells#me good job on collecting so so so much data it feels like they're congratulating me for breaking something within myself. like i slit my#wrists and bled out on a lab bench and theyre saying good job and theyre excited for me and i have to grin and bear it and pretend im#excited too. but im not bc ive burned everything inside me to ash. so when im elevated enough to be distracted by the clouds and trees it#feels like healing. like seeing angels. beautiful ephemeral beams of light. i wish i could slow down enough to watch them. but now thr sun#is hitting the horizon and the sky is going gradually dark and i should go inside. bc i have many things to do in the morning. so that's#what ill do. and ill try to get more thsn 6hrs of sleep but its hard when your body is vibrating over with energy#but at least i dont feel tired in the morning. something in my head must be on fire#unrelated#hm i should maybe add a tw to this#tw self injury#but its the kind thst makes u good at ur Job. its the kind ppl reward. so they don't understand when u say its destroying ur life#but im trying to get better. i say as i gear up for an insane semester lol but i do mean it
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murdermeadow · 7 months
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I think I need to be put down
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firemourn · 1 year
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the fucking blood pact….
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loumauve · 2 years
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..we'll see about that, Aloy.
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aeturnumnsyt · 2 years
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❛ will you still look at me like you do now? ❜
ask meme. ☥
He cannot bring himself to answer, the words choked by the tears that ran freely down his cheeks. His hands tightened around Heba's small body, blood squeezing from between his fingers.
"Of course I will. In this life, and every life to come. You are mine, and I will always love you."
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elvenblade · 1 year
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Finally decided I'm going to get a PS5 because exclusives™
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tare-otome · 4 months
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Views of Bleeding Mark 2/2
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Before and after the floodwaters receded...
I appreciate how the landscape actually changes after you do things in the game. Makes it seem more real.
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victoriousfidelity · 2 months
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tag drop, 10/10.
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a-shade-of-blue · 21 days
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Hi everyone. Mohammed Khalil (@ahmed0khalil) has asked me to share his story, and I’m writing on his behalf. Mohammed created the donation campaign for his little brother 6-year-old Ahmed, and he aims to raise funds to evacuate his family of 8. You can see in his blog how much he loves and worries for 6-year-old Ahmed. Mohammed is only 19 years old. This is not normal. He should have been in school, not begging for our attention to try and raise enough funds so that they can buy food, water, medicine, and a chance to evacuate to safety.
In Gaza, where the sounds of bombing blend with the cries of children, Mohammed and Ahmed's family experienced days they never imagined they would endure. Mohammed (19) and Ahmed (6) have four other siblings: Fathi, Aya, Anas and Abdullah. Aya (21) is a uni nursing student and Anas (15) is also a school student. Neither of them can study anymore with the current genocide. This war is especially hard on Fathi (23), who is blind and suffering from coronary artery disease, Abdullah (11) who is autistic and does not understand what is happening, and Ahmed (6), a small child who had barely started kindergarten before his education came to a halt.
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The destruction that struck the area left them with no place to live. The sounds of explosions fill the horizon, and the homes that once sheltered them have become piles of rubble. They suddenly found themselves outside their home, homeless.
The bombing not only destroyed their home, but also severely injured Mohammed. Mohammed was sitting at the entrance of the school his family was sheltering in when three bombs were dropped in front of him. The bombs destroyed a residential tower in front of Mohammed. Dust filled the air and the resulting rubble and shrapnel fell on Mohammed, injuring him in the leg. Mohammed was so severely wounded that he could not walk, and he had to lie there, hurt and bleeding, for 2 hours before the Palestinian Red Crescent came and carried him to the hospital.
The bombing shattered the glass in the school Mohammed and his family was staying at, but thankfully the children sustained no serious injuries. Soon after, they were asked to evacuate the school immediately as there were news that the IOF were going to bomb the Abbas prison near it. And so even though Mohammed was wounded, he could not rest and wait for his leg to heal, but had to leave again with his family.
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Now they are living in a small tent in a refugee camp. Mohammed told me that they had to bathe in polluted water and the place smelled of sewage and corpses. Camp life was difficult not only because of the scarcity of food, the infectious disease, and the polluted water, but also because of the psychological torture they endure. Looking at all the devastation, and how the world seems indifferent to their suffering, Mohammed told me that they, including young innocent 6-year-old Ahmed, had begun to lose hope for a better future.
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Internet is unstable and often lacking in the refugee camp. Mohammed is using the precious time when Internet is available to tell me his story. I hope you will not turn away their calls for help. They urgently need donations to provide for shelter, food, and medicine, as well as to evacuate out of Gaza. Donations are coming in really slowly for Mohammed’s campaign, and I beg all of you, please, don't turn a blind eye to his story. 
Mohammed’s campaign has been shared by 90-ghost and I’ve also been talking extensively with him. He is a very nice person and he just really wants to help his family survive. Please, please, help Mohammed evacuate himself, his 5 siblings and his parents! Little 6-year-old Ahmed does not deserve to live in fear of falling bombs every day, and neither does Mohammed and the rest of his family. 
Really low funds! Only €1,185 raised of €50,000 target!!
Please share/reblog and donate to help a family of 8! These are children we are talking about, and my heart breaks for what they have to endure.
Please follow Mohammed and Ahmed on @ahmed0khalil to get updates on their situation!
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dhampiravidi · 8 months
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bring me the linkin park
so uh.
if you listen to BMTH’s “Go to Hell, For Heaven’s Sake”, there’s the line
I’m bleeding out every word you said
In the Linkin Park song “Bleed it Out”, there’s obviously the line
I bleed it out, diggin’ deeper
In both of those moments, the words are sung to the same melody. Now, Oli Sykes loved Chester Bennington. He’s said so. I’m wondering whether or not this is a coincidence…
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