Imagine your icon spinning on a desk chair until it breaks
Tag: musings
Imagine your icon trying to climb a tree. They trip and fall into a trashcan. They cannot get out of the trashcan. You can’t find your icon. You’ve looked everywhere. Two days later, you go to take out the garbage and find them inside of the trashcan. They have befriended a raccoon.
i will always have nightmares of that day.
no matter how much time has passed, i will always remember.
the nightmares will never allow me to forget.
i will never allow myself to forget.
You can mess up my mind,
break my body
shatter my soul;I don’t care.
But if you harm,
The people that I love.
If they shed a single tear? A drop of blood?[I WILL DESTROY YOU.]
Good people are like candles; they burn themselves up to give others light.
{ I BEG σƒ уσυ
D O N ‘T нυят тнєм.
Lєт тнєм BE.
Bυт ωιтн
me,dσ αηутнιηg уσυ please }
the blood will always
stain
my handsand no matter
how much i
clean
them
the
blood
still
remains
under
my
s k i n
I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.
Nothing’s gonna
[harm] you —
not while
I’m around.