Just wanna lie in my bed naked and listen to my brainwashing files while I edge and rub the programming into my brain. Need to be hypnotized and used and played with ...
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Thats it I'm going daytournal too till this ridiculous heat is over !
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i hate summer. it is always too hot. i think winter is the best season because we can just layer up and stay inside.
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Roman: I wish I could wear hoodies all year round-
Patton: Why don’t you?
Roman: Well for one- Summer
Virgil *sweating profusely and panting*: w E a k
Bonus: Patton: This is why you’re on vitamin D supplements Virgil.
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i hate summer. i hate the heat that makes you want to die for hours on end. i hate having to wear t shirts without a hoodie on a daily basis.
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being goth comes with a price
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If I have to go yet another winter without a boyfriend to do cute winter activities with, I think I'm actually going to throw myself off a cliff.
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Hello, my name is Kevin, you may or may not know me, but I’m used to that.
Before the worst winter of my life, I used to collect snowglobes. It was all I ever wanted for Christmas, for birthdays, everything.
When I turned eight, my best friend Lizzy gifted me with a snowglobe that radiated a powerful energy.
I later found out she made it herself. Something about the snowglobe just seemed… off.
A few days later there was a blizzard, my folks ran inside, but me..
“Mommy! Daddy! Help! I can’t move!”
It was already up to my chest.
I cried for help, but everyone else was already safe in their homes, and my voice couldn’t be heard over the wind. I was buried alive.
Most of my nerves slowly died from the cold, months passed. Eventually, I started to wonder if I was dead. The snow only got colder.
Eventually I was found. The snow had melted and my parents came running. I couldn’t see or hear them, but their presence was undoubtedly there, and for the first time in forever I felt something. Warmth. Their bodies were warm.
But something wasn’t quite right. My mother has since died, as I’ve been told, but I don’t quite remember, as it was while I was still recovering.
I spent months in intensive care and therapy in an effort to help me get better. Most of my senses have since been restored, same with a majority of my mental state, but I developed PTSD and my right eye is still blind. I use contacts to help see, and I’m afraid of the snow, but I’m alive and well otherwise.
It’s been seven years since then, and I’m finally getting comfortable with being social again. I’m headed back to school next week and can’t wait to see my friends.
I hope my friends still remember me. Farewell for now, random internet people!
I never forgot the cold of the Colorado snow
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i stg i dont have sad girl autumn, i have sad girl summer.
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