Y'know what being undiagnosed your whole life feels like being part of a stage play you didn't sign up for and have never heard of, and the director gives you nothing but a slip of paper with your character's name on it while everyone else is reading off of their scripts, and when you ask him why you didn't get one he just shrugs and says
"I can't help you, its not my fault you didn't learn your part."
And when you ask anyone else they're like
"um, don't you have one? You should already know this anyways, everyone knows that part, it's easy."
So you're just wandering around the stage doing improv, trying not to bump into anyone, and wondering why it's so hard to keep up because everyone else says you should be able to :/
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had to leave my house while it was raining. 3 dead 15 injured
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just thinking about cripples, bastards, and broken things. these kids that, by all rights and logic, should've died long ago. bran crawling to his destiny with the weight of House Stark on his shoulders. dany dragging herself through the red waste, holding doreah and loving her til she's gone, and carrying a dynasty with her. jon climbing the wall and climbing his way up the ranks of the nights watch, climbing his way into friendships and family and not letting himself look back at the ones he left behind until he has to because it's arya.
bran looking back because looking forward is terrifying, so he looks for his family in anyway he can (through trees and dreams and wolves). he cries out for them, others answer. bran moving forward by any means necessary, 'our road is north,' because what else is there to do as a prince without a kingdom, a boy without a home. dany, 'if I look back I am lost', looking back at the trail of cripples, bastards, and broken things that have left everything they know to follow her, looking back at herself and hating what she sees, looking back and seeing herself in rhaegar's armor. dany looking forward and seeing chains and collars and saying 'I can do something about this, I will do something about this.'
jon 'kill the boy, let the man be born,' he kills the boy and is killed at 16. and dany never getting to be a girl, never had a choice between girlhood and whatever was needed/desired by others. she is sold at 13, mother at 14, widowed at 14, the last the last of her house at 14, conquerer at 15. bran falls, breaks, and flies at 7.
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hey so
IM BITING YOU IM BITING YOU FINN IM BITING YOU. THE MOVIE NOVEL WILL NEVER FUCKING STOP DRIVING ME INSANE. WDYM VANESSA SAID "IM SORRY DADDY" AFTER HER DAD DROVE A KNIFE THROUGH HER STOMACH WDYNMMMMMMMMMMMMM SCOTT CAWTHON WHEN I GET MY FUCKINNNNGGG HANDS UPON YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
it drives me batshit insane that Vanessa is downright terrified of this man, to the point where she literally has a panic attack in the police outpost (in the movie novel) when confronted with having to go face to face against her father yet up until she saves Mike, she's still working with her father. Not only because it's her only option and she's stuck in the cage he put her in but also because some part of her is holding onto the idea that her father loves her. In some fucked up way, he loves her and so she stays. And she comes back to him again and again, no matter how many times he hurts her.
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i hate when people ask me stupid questions 😭 use your common sense bro, PLEASE.
“hey, are you using that?” as i’m using that. “are you busy?” after i’ve texted them that i am, indeed, busy. “is this yours?” as i’m holding onto it. “are you done eating?” as i’m clearly not done eating because i’m still chewing, spoon in hand, and rice on the plate.
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while i dont like dream myself and tend to stay away from the main group he hangs out with now (whatever he's even doing these days idk i dont keep up), it baffles me when ppl are like "i dont watch (x) bc they've talked to dream / they're friends with friends of his / etc" like. do you know how many people he's talked to. do you know how many friends of friends he has. most of the popular guys are probably two degrees of separation from him at best 😭
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my dm broke my boy (dnd character) in the most horrible and gut wrenching ways (it was the most delicious thing you wouldnt believe it) this most recent session (it ended like five hours ago) and i cant think about anything else. brain is like an angry hornet nest help
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