theplightofthepterodactyl
theplightofthepterodactyl
the plight of the pterodactyl
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 10 days ago
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You were the victim, and then you became the perpetrator as if the world owed you vindication. But the world owes you nothing, and those who wronged you are long gone. You stand atop a pile of corpses and clutch the offending knife in your hand, the one that used to be stained with only your blood but is now joined by a hundred, a thousand others.
You sold the rights to your grief the minute you picked up that knife.
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 3 months ago
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The sadness is lodged in my chest right above my ribs where my heart is i think, I don't know i was never good at biology
I miss her i miss her furiously I want her with me always and yet she is so far away she will never think of me as I think of her and yet I would give her everything it would take away this knot of sadness if she took it from me I want her to have it all
The most beautiful girl i have ever met
The only one who makes me truly smile
Who i think of first when I'm lonely or even if I'm surrounded by people
I look at her before I allow myself to laugh
I ask before I hug her because i want her to hug me back
She doesn't know how much I hold myself back but its hurting me, its really hurting me
I want to tell her but then she would really leave me and I would miss her for the rest of my life
If she read this she would never speak to me again
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 4 months ago
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Sometimes I'll be doomscrolling and I watch a TikTok i sort of enjoy
I'm about to scroll past it when I notice that she liked it.
Then I'll rewatch the TikTok a couple times, try to find parts of her in it, try to figure out what made her laugh
And before I move on i'll like it, too
Not because I actually liked it
More because it makes me indescribably happy to see my name pop up next to yours, sharing two little red hearts, loving the same thing
It's a feeling I can only get from her in these moments
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 4 months ago
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I think I am in love with living
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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he's still my favorite <333
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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cuntiest pirate of the seven seas
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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i was in a rush
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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in my mind him and burning spice are dating
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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he's my favorite fr
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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i guess i'm a little sad i wasn't there for every part of your life
but i'm happy here and you're happy there
we might've been happier together but it's no great tragedy that we found our separate ways
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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Curse the sleep that visits me every night
If I wished to be blind I would remove my eyes
To close them is an unnecessary redundancy that should have been done away with our hunched backs and big craniums
Some theories say we crawled out of the sea at inception but if that were the case we would be built much more practically, like fish
But in any case it’s quite nice here, alone, watching the sun rise
Not a wink of sleep but that’s a problem for future me
Future me will be tired but right now i’m wide awake
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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I'm something of a collector
Not of stamps or spoons but of moments
Moments of true contentment, where I was neither happy nor sad, where I saw the world with perfect clarity for all the beauty it has to offer
If my mind is a home I hoard these moments in the brightest corners of it, so they will be touched by the first light of the day
My little heavens, the wonders of my world
I collect them so when I die, God can take inspiration for what the rest of my existence will look like
When I close my eyes for the last time I will bring my little heavens out of their corner and they will shine in the center of my home, and keep me company for eternity.
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 5 months ago
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it's so funny to me when people try to reinvent mermaids to be more realistic
because first they remove the hair, then the mammalian sexual characteristics, then the humanoid eyes and skin...
and soon enough the mermaid is just, like, a fish
that's it, that's the whole idea - the best way to live under water is as a fucking fish
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 6 months ago
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My father's boss called him thoughtless today.
Thoughtless! Imagine that. My father who, for his whole life, was the smartest person in the room - thoughtless!
My father is a better man than I. He would caution forgiveness, laugh it off easily. But I, I am burning with rage. How dare this miserable pig of a human call my father thoughtless?
I will study and I will learn and one day I will meet this pig, and one day I will ask him questions he cannot answer and call him thoughtless, thoughtless, thoughtless.
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 6 months ago
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My friend found her mother's diary after her father took off his ring and moved an ocean away.
On the first page, there was a photo of the four of them together, her and her mother and her brother and her father. Beneath it, her mother had written, in Chinese, a single sentence:
I hope this cute family lasts forever.
My friend began to cry as she told me this, and I was lost. I wanted to comfort her, but my heart was breaking for her and I didn't know how to say that I was sorry she didn't have what I had without sounding condescending. I thought of the many cute families that were scattered across the world, crushed eggs that had once held the fragile hope of a bird and now would never hatch, never become anything.
My friend usually pretends she's not bothered by this, but there's only so much protection when your only armor is cracked eggshells.
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 7 months ago
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i'm trying to learn russian, any tips from russian speakers?
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theplightofthepterodactyl · 7 months ago
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i'm a masochist which just means my type is straight girls
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