#from my notes app

[bellonamanifests]

I’m the creator of my reality. Nothing has the power to frighten or silence me. There is no power outside of me, I’m invincible. I get what I want, because I say so(@electrasoul<3) and that is fucking law. This is my world and you have no choice but to conform to my wishes. Failure is not in my vocabulary. How could I not be confident, when this world just reflects me. I am free of fear and doubt because the only think I can ever encounter is myself. I am completely safe and secure. The physical world doesn’t limit me anymore.

[ssnow-white]

I want poppy flowers on my grave

I want my ashes mixed cut with heroin

And you can light it up on foil

And feel my love happiness and pain

Or inhale it to your lungs

Or inject it to your veins

If i cant give you my love now

You can feel it then

Just be careful please

because since i can remember

Love for me has always been

mixed and cut with pain

[iknowitscorny]

How relieved am I to learn that deep down even when I'm out of my head I am a romantic to the core. Romanticize the night sky, apples spilled across a threshold because someone tripped, long to share a sunset with someone else just to say you saw it together, a fox crossing a snowy field alone in the grey dusk, the exquisite, vibrant, vital, vivifying feeling of a heart freshly broken, the deafening silence of Alone after being together for so long

[hell-litwrites]

"You- You are a monster"

I hated the tremble in your voice,

"I'm not a monster,

I'm just a soldier".

.

"I've bled for too long,

To scrub off the red,

You never knew when I bled,

And the red scares you".

.

You were scared of me,

And so was I.

[dont-end-infinity]

I am a God, and you are nothing but my plaything. I created you. Every fiber of your being was once a bit of my soul, now something that I’ve crafted and weaved to perfect you. You’re as you’re meant to be - you’re as I wanted you. You’re barely noticeable, barely ever perceived. A small, pathetic little inkling of what a human can be. You’re as I need you. I crafted you to be this way. When you bow before me, I do not want to see you tremble in fear. Greet me as your creator, and remember; I can destroy you as fast as you can blink. I can tear your life to pieces like you’re a piece of soaked paper.

Remember.

I am your God. And no matter how hard you try,

You cannot defeat me.

[recorder-dude]

In 616 Quill is from Minnesota or Colorado Or whatevr because he’s midwest emo but in MCU he could convincingly be from Florida

^^Thats why he adjusted as easily-ish as he did, Yondu was just a Florida man

Like, he increasingly becomes Florida 80’s the more I think about it. Meredith works a part-time @ a diner in my head

[elisabeth-expired]

sallow skin

lattice of scars

bitten-through heart

murky eyes

quivering chin

[fireworkss-exe]

Cast Will Wood as Orin Scrivello in the next production of Little Shop

[bellonamanifests]

Something from my notes:

Why do you only have faith in the law when you see success? Why do you waver and go back and forth with your trust? If you succeeded one time, or know of someone who did, why do you doubt? You have proved the law to be real countless times, it doesn’t stop working. You have done things logically impossible using only the law, stop making excuses for yourself. You are always powerful, you are always almighty. You won the oscar(have the power to create), you can’t unwin it(law stops working). I know that we have been conditioned to believe that certain are hard or don’t work out, but you need to accept that life is truly easy. Aren’t you fed up with worrying? I know you are. Make a promise. A promise that you will never let yourself feel like a failure or worthless or a loser. Regardless of doubts. Because even if the law wasn’t real(which is impossible, you have proved it to be real), that mindset only does you harm.

This wasn’t for anyone specifically, just myself, bc I used to go back and forth with my belief in the law, depending on how my 3d looked like. This helped me a lot, maybe it’ll help you.

[istartedwritingagain]

apologies

I'm so sorry for what i did to you Selfishness took over me and I let it Anger and pride followed suit and I let it

I let the incompetency guide me I let the harshness speak I let the immaturity play

i hurt the ones i love the most and i love like a poet deep and profound unlike my actions, shallow and cheap

no excuses, i promise i'm flawed, down to all my crevices i tried to rip my heart out for you but the stubbornness held it back holding it by its claws

i didn't know love didn't know friendship i still don't and i guess i will never learn, never love.

[dandelionsinthepavement]

a feeling. (self destruction)

There is a feeling They never talk about Of deep red wine, roses blood, velvet. It is an urge, a desire. A craving almost, to set the forest aflame. to burn the dress you're wearing. to drink far too many glasses. to take the rose detailed dagger to your skin. to watch the deep red fall. If you so wish, Use the ink to write the letter, And sign with with a kiss, Your lipstick staining the page with the resentment, the anger, that you will never have to feel again. there is a feeling, That not many talk about. It is a burning desire, To throw it all away, To set the world on fire and watch from the centre of the flame.

[thehalfcrazymaiden]

There's no place like home....

Yes, it's true.

But, the question is...

.....where exactly is it?

[lidsfullofvenomoussnails]

I want to disrupt society

I want to cause a problem that makes people stop in their tracks

I want to become immovable and useless so that people are forced to fix my problems for once

But I'll probably just take a nap

[iknowitscorny]

To my late mother: finally, a response to her claim that my dad never really loved her

24 years after the divorce

12 years since your death

He still refuses to speak ill of you

And that to me is perhaps the tenderest kind of love.

[0-plantaloons-0]

[  ] i love you so much it is literally like being stuck on a pottery wheel being spun around right now i am dying i want to hold you i want your warmth i saw you but it felt like barely im dying i yearn for an end but also a beginning i feel deranged but I've never seen clearer and it kinda hurts but I'd rather ache than not know and all that i love you with the stars and the sun rises and sets and the mosses on the dead trees and the rocks i love you i love you i love you in all of everything