#chaotic childhood

[theoneandonlyphoenix]

K,so,I was just scrolling through creppypasta tumblr when I stumbled upon someone writing about their creepypasta oc and I was like..I had one and I still have it to this day???it was so cringe but amazing and brings back so many cool childhood memories.

Her name is Roya (which means vision or dream in arabic) she's 17,short curly brown hair,and Scarlet eyes.

Apparently she is a maladaptive daydreamer that whatever she thinks about comes true,all her wishes! Whenever she has like a weird dream its probably her warning herself about the future that will happen (I really had a broken and chaotic mind).

Now Roya is immortal (just like other creepypastas) but her immortality doesn't come from being a pasta,but from her powers,she can alter reality to look any age she wants and somehow when she was young she choose 17 and here we are??

I can't really remember her back story,?????maybe something that has to do with her dreams warning her about her family and that her parents know about her powers from a young age and they think she's mentally ill,so she runs away and erases their memory of her existence (damn).

Yeah,that is my oc

[x3nshit]

“you can’t heal in the same environment that made you sick”

i didn’t get this until someone put it into words. i’d never understand why i always felt better when i locked myself alone in my room rather than spending time with my toxic family. i never understood why i was bubbly and outgoing when i was with my friends but my energy was immediately drained the second i got home. i didn’t understand why regardless of the effort i put into healing i would keep getting triggered by people in my family. i never understood it until i read that sentence and it all just clicked. i can’t heal in an environment where the people are benefiting from my suffering. where the people don’t want to change the behaviour which affects me negatively.

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

In the burned house i am eating breakfast. You understand: their is no house, no breakfast, yet here i am .....

[peasunflower]

I love when people tell me stories of themselves from when they were a kid. Like yes i love the kid you. The kid you and kid me would have been such good friends. We would have shared our bouncy rubber ball collection and climbed trees. We would have laughed at crows and made stone masterpieces. We would have saved up 5 coins to get lollipops together. I wish I met you earlier.

[punkpandapatrixk]

When I was a child I believed everything was possible. Sadly, I was met with adults who told me I should grow up and be responsible. They said fairy tales aren't sensible.

For a time I listened to that, thinking their worldview was reliable. When they told me my dreams and ambitions were unattainable. But then, I grew up and came to my own senses...how some adults are abominable.

Adults…many of them see in children what they’ve allowed to die inside of themselves. I know now they are very much ashamed of themselves. For that reason, they’d rather no child grows up to be happier or nobler than themselves.

I’m sure it must be envy.

I’m now a grownup, too. But unlike them, I haven’t died; not really, no. Even better, now that I’m older, I’m going to see all my dreams and ambitions come true.

And one day, when I have a child of my own, I’ll teach them to fight for their own fairy tale.

When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them. They show us the state of our decay.

— Brian W. Aldiss

[bruciemilf]

Bi-Han wifed up the baddest bitch in Outworld (she can't fight her way out of a lunch bag and she's God's favourite idiot)

[see-mab]

Saying love is what makes life livable sounds cringy but it's true, it's the love I have for coffee that makes my mornings sweet, the love I have for sleeping that makes the nights beautiful and the love I have for happiness that makes me look for it

[leechteethwrites]

a piece of something i wrote

[wojosubahjaldinahiuthti]

desis have an in-built loudspeaker

[reejindeed]

Anyway do y’all remember Drakken

[inneffablysleepy]

[dionysian-mystery]

Poetry by Nikita Gill

[x3nshit]

your child had to learn to love themself after years of hating themself because of constant criticism, they had to learn to love every part of themself, their “flaws” and who they are. if the only love they ever got was from themself, then maybe you didn’t do such a good job as a mother

[fairydrowning]

Today I told my mother "ohh, finally winter season is here" and after sometime I realized that I don't want this winter. I want 6 years old back winters. I want that winter where my whole family sit together on the terrace and eat tangerines. I want that winter where I do my homework under the clear sky while sitting on my favorite chair. And this reminds me of a "Alida Nugent" quote that is "You still crave lemonade, but the taste doesn't satisfy you as much as it used to. You still crave summer, but sometimes you mean summer, five years ago."

[beautifulchaotic]

Metadede, Wrightworth, and Hardenshipping are all different flavors of the same ship to me

[sanegreen]

threesome but it is 3 childhood friends having a heart to heart conversation about their adult life and reminiscing the old days