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There’s something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold.
Gillian Flynn, gone girl .
Alice and Dafany: (Singing) Cement, Cement, Cement, make sure to hold your breath! Once you reach the bottom-a fate way worse than death!, Cement, Cement, Cement!
Song: https://youtu.be/ffgSjaSwF9s?si=l5iGzoXjdwDNmyI1
Story#9 15.06.2019
Am I the bad or the good guy?
If my heart is bleeding gold
But my mind is screaming loud...
If my instincts tell me to spare
But my thoughts push me to dare
If i love with all my heart
But i don t trust myself on how to act
If i always crack a smile on the outside
But still it s dark inside my mind
Am i the bad or the good guy?
Am I going too deep? I wish when I grew up people told me blunt truths straight through life. Santa isn’t real. It’s your parents giving you presents, you little shit. I remember once in 4rd grade I was thinking santa was real because the damn news was saying NOARD was tracking santa from Rudolph’s bright ass red nose.
lmao
So far away, so far away....
Somewhere deep
In this scaffolding of bones
My heart aches
For love
And the stars
another heavy handed symbolism moment: my mom has a potted sunflower in the kitchen. because it is a sunflower, it keeps turning towards the light from the window. my mother keeps rotating it so it faces inward because she wants "to see its beautiful petals and have it really brighten up the space!" . the sunflower is visibly wilting .