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I have been thinking a little too hard about the implications of murder.
The word implication stems from a latin word meaning entanglement.
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I feel so Insecure that I don't do anything at all. Am I overthinking everything too much?
When the stone loses momentum and stops rolling, it will grow moss.
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There haven’t been rats in New England for years.
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your majesty, if you would kindly pitch some nerds into the darkness @whistlingthroughthedark i would be in your debt.
I can’t find anything at that location.
Do you want the small candy rocks thrown to you, in the darkness? Or do you seek some crueller action from me? I find myself more amenable to the candy.
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mood : ancient
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your words bring me such comfort and security, even if they aren’t for me.
One of the many beauties of language and communication is that they cannot be drained, no matter how many people consume and experience them. Each message is for all of you who need it, if you come close enough to listen to the whispers of a bedraggled old Rat King.
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All I've wanted is to leave, but now that it's going to happen I wonder if it's right
If you go far enough in one direction you’ll come back, but you’ll see everything from a different perspective.
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Red Aesthetic | Indie
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I feel totally and completely secure knowing that I was right all along. I'm lying.
Nobody is born or dies knowing everything. What a boring life they would lead, learning nothing.
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i want to drop out, highschool is bringing me nothing what do i do
You can get where you're going using most any road, and see whatever stops you want to see along the way, the real question is whether you plan with a road map or if you find your way each turn.
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for the first time in a very, very, very long time i have a secret. i think you already know what it is. you may have it if you wish
I’ll keep it close. Remember, a flock of crows is called a murder.
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i want to kill my old self but i’m afraid i don’t have the ability to be a shinier newer better person
There is still violence in the cracking of a geode.
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i feel unsafe in my home and at school and everywhere because of people who hurt me in the past. seeing them just once is bad, seeing them every day wears me down like water over earth. i feel so confused and upset and strange. i'm trying to manage the anxiety, i'm trying to get medication, but even that's scary. i want things to be easier.
Planets still break down to atoms and all of space is made of the smallest dust. You are no smaller than the rest of the universe and the universe is no larger than you.
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I don't know how to love and keep myself. I don't know how to appreciate without ignoring the rest. It consumes me like a poison, yet without it I am starving. He's the only one who ever came even close to breaking my spine, I despise him as I miss affection. I *demand* my freedom, but it is cold outside in the snow.
If something is empty, it will fill with whatever comes to it first. Choose to fill yourself with something of quality.
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“he’s a sewer rat - and he has rabies”
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