Six Years
Six years later
The sunrise glows through my glass painted windows
Six years later
I drive in my car with my windows
down as the wind is kissing my cheeks
Six years later
I’m singing the songs that reminds me
of my heart breaks
Six years later
I’m writing poetry about the ones who
left their imprints on my heart
Six year later
I’m alive
and sharing nothing but
love
with the world-
even though the darkness
was my
closest
friend
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Blog about the deeper reason behind my 'embrace the chaos' philosophy. You see, my mom passed away at 55, and my dad was only 56 when he left us, too. Way too young. It's a stark reminder that life doesn't come with guarantees.
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WinterVerse
Hai guys, so like, I just made a fic, that I'm trying to actively work on. Uhmmmm... its called WinterVerse.. I'll link it.
Don't mind the writing in it. I kinda like, suck at writing, a bit. But I'm proud of it, and wanted to share it with the people of tumblr.
Characters: Fresh sans, Error sans, Ink sans, Swap sans, Dream sans, Killer sans, Nightmare sans, Dust/Murder sans, Horror Sans, Cross sans, ME
Tags: Hunting, living, gardening, learning new things, learning how to be friends, eternally winter, comfort, adjusting, etc.
Summary: Something destroys the whole universe and then a bunch of sans au's (more to come) get put into a cabin!! Yayyy.
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I’m 35 years old and in the past year I’ve started surfing, skateboarding, and learning Japanese. Just in case anyone is feeling too old to do the things they always wanted to do. You’re not. Life is short, live it while you can.
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I feel as though I’ve lived far too long for there to be anything more left to find about myself that I don’t already know,
and I would rather end it now then continue down the road I am going.
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My current sim I’m playing with meet Regine Laurent💋
Cc credits:
@sentate @serenity-cc @bbygyal123 @s-club-tbr
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It was previously a question of finding out whether or not life had to have a meaning to be lived. It now becomes clear, on the contrary, that it will be lived all the better if it has no meaning. Living an experience, a particular fate, is accepting it fully.
from The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus
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And, just as it only takes a moment to die, it only takes a moment to live. You just close your eyes and let every futile fear slip away. And then, in this new state, free from fear, you ask yourself: who am I? If I could live without doubt what would I do? If I could be kind without the fear of being fucked over? If I could love without fear of being hurt? If I could taste the sweetness of today without thinking of how I will miss that taste tomorrow? If I could not fear the passing of time and the people it will steal? Yes. What would I do? Who would I care for? What battle would I fight? Which paths would I step down? What joys would I allow myself? What internal mysteries would I solve? How, in short, would I live?
from How To Stop Time, by Matt Haig
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Honestly in all my years of dreaming about doing writing as my day job I never took the ADHD into account (partly because I didn't know I had it for most of that time), and now that I actually do writing as my day job it's a constant, daily struggle to drag myself through the executive dysfunction and fucking. create anything. wrangle my brain into submission. just get a grip bro we're in the BEST possible timeline, we get to write about the things we love and care about the most, you could sing these articles out if you wanted to but you don't want to. UGH this wasn't in the adulting handbook
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I’m always half-present.
Half stuck on the past,
the one I can never go back to,
or even run from.
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