A children’s story I’ve had in my head since 2010. Stay tuned!
- I'm just another SOMETIMES FRIEND to you.
Our love began like a seed. Oh so
Hopeful, and then we watched it grow.
But you hacked my heart and ripped it out,
Now I wait for it again to sprout.
~Jireh Rodriguez
Just a little something for whatever tomorrow is. Bleh. It was meant to be more gore-filled and bitter… but whatever, I like how it turned out :)
“I’m not ugly, I’m just horrifyingly attractive.” I don’t know where I got this… but I’m pretty sure it came to me in a dream last night. And the phrase has been haunting me for the whole day. So I doodled a little something to set the thought to rest. It would be awesome to have this printed on a shirt. I’d totally wear it xP
Been into pop art lately, and I have to say, it’s fun to draw something other than the usual anime CGs :)
In the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye
—Life of Pi
Ahahaha :)) so disturbing…….ly awesome
(Source: natazilla)
This is falling for you in the cruelest way
This is falling for you when you are worlds away
—Come Back… Be Here (Taylor Swift)
Let the reverse bittering begin.
I think I have some sort of Anxiety Disorder… but I can’t tell anyone about it
I keep worrying about the simplest things, about the future, about school, about life, about relationships, about what others think of me, about my mistakes, and about my need for acceptance, particularly my parents’. Sometimes I just lie in my bed, wide awake when I’m supposed to be sleeping, thinking about these things. With my hand on my chest, I feel my heart beating at an abnormally fast rate, and how I wish it would slow down… but it doesn’t. It’s the reason I’ve been lacking sleep lately. It’s the reason I find myself moody at times. It’s the reason I space out in the middle of the day.
I know I need help, and there’s a school guidance center… but I’m too scared to get myself checked.
So I figured, maybe just talking about it on tumblr might help.
I imagine you are home,
In your room, all alone,
And you open your eyes into mine,
And everything feels better.
—“The Last Time” by Taylor Swift (ft. Gary Lightbody)
