i don’t know how and why they get to be so pretty and i want to be pretty too but it doesn’t feel that way
yet there’s a feeling of contentment that i’m not like so, hoping to be handsome instead
and part of the reason is that there’s a peace in knowing you can be someone you’re not rather than someone you can’t be
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I want a tele-drama au with the entities and the avatars, going on at the same time as tma, or before.
Just imagine, certain entities denying their avatars all the way, while Others are so attached that they view their avatars like their kids.
-The vast, always excited to see what Simon painted them.
-The Lonely in denial about it having a avatar, not wanting to doom them.
-The spiral welcoming all, but often just viewing its avatars as food for later, hating being attached to a solid form.
-The Stranger, always eager to find an avatar.
Watching some entities get pissed when their avatars get hurt, while others don't care. Or some entities getting on well with other avatars, but not their own.
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I am such a failure
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i think marimba are actually such a beautiful instrument
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honestly, no partner/person i love could ever hurt me as bad as my father has. and that’s pretty fucking sad.
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sometimes i leave a saucer of milk out in the ALLEY by the APARTMENT. in the morning, it’s always empty.
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Shoutout to you people who:
Wear very warm clothes in hot and tropical climates/countries
Drink caffeinated drinks despite their palpitations
Feel like laughing when everyone else on the dining table is serious
Carry a big bag of random things everywhere because what if the house burns down while you’re away?
Reread a book you dislike because a super special person is passionate about it
[especially for you, writers, out there] Go into detail about the most random things ever and end up sounding like a professional in a certain field
Too tired to eat and too hungry to sleep; ends up bringing food to the bed and wakes up to ants everywhere
Rant about the person you’re in love with; you love them, yes, but sometimes they really can be little shits
Takes notes about anything and everything but never read or review them
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Little Martin, surrounded by the fogs of the Lonely as he sits alone, making friendship bracelets
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Lea, melancholy morning
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