#mindless thoughts

[hopefultalechaos]

Suddenly, the world goes silent

And voices in your head echoes the loudest

As if everyone settled in your head.

It feels like a war between those voices and you

Those voices trying to get you

And you trying to get away from them.

#thoughts #writers #words #mindless thoughts #voices in my head #all in my head #chaos #war zone #writers on tumblr #writers community #writers corner #writing #unspoken words

[mulledwinetea]

Control Systems and Hopeless Waltzing

Swallow your heart back down, darling.

The world revolves perfectly fine without your inconsequential epiphanies -

Internal revolutions aren’t born and realized on the same day.

They’re baked in furnaces for decades till everything burns everything,

everything eats everything.

Ideas whirl around in the belly of the beast

Till the storm sucks them out to create a tornado.

I asked you to stay with barely any conviction when I wanted to tie you to myself with a chain.

I learned to breathe without you because my rapid heaving choked your kindness,

I let you go at sunrises after spending our nights together.

The vision of you in the golden hues of the first light pumped blood straight to the heart of me,

I loved you with the fury of a thousand blazing suns

Then doused all of me in frost so you could walk all over this burning bridge.

You will change the world with your optimized and efficient control systems

And I’ll dance with the earth in the palm of my hands because I abandoned all hope when you waltzed into my town.

- Nitya Arora

(All images are from Pinterest.)

#writing #diary entry #light academia #words #prose #poetry #dark academia #chaotic academia #coffee #tea #self reflection #spilled poetry #write poetry #writer in the dark #writer #poet #yearning poetry #dead poets society #mindless thoughts #love #writerscreed #poeticstories #poetwhispers #brokensoulsreborn #writeblrcafe #smittenbypoetry #bitsofstarglow #inspireamuse #books

[fruit-salad-ship]

Grey being the soft dude he is, buying his gorls cute little gifts and leaving them around their offices in places only they’d go to. In plums secret draw where she stashed her stress eating snacks, the bag of sour gummy worms and jumbo skittles, he leaves notes to help her feel a little loved, when the paperwork gets her down. He may have topped the sweets up too.

Peach has a supply cupboard that’s pretty soundproof, goes there to shout and swear endlessly about the incompetent trainers she has to deal with. He leaves the odd flower in there, or if he can predict when she’ll be going that way, he’ll leave a coffee in a travel mug for her, with a little note to ‘remember to breathe between shouting’.

Plum gets a flu, peach laughs at her for it, proceeds go forget, smooches the idiot, catches the flu too. Grey has to deal with two big sick babies who will not quit being so needy and useless. He kind of loves that they actually need him for stuff, usually they’re both so independent. Quietly glad he can dote on them for a few days.

Plum comes and checks in on grey when he’s burning the midnight oil, drops off a dinner that peach made for him, packaged it up and sent plum to do the leg work seeing as the ranger can’t cook at all. She’ll sit with him to eat some nights, the two might watch an episode of something together or chat about their days. Quiet laughs echo from his lab in the late hours sometimes.

The two girls secretly planning a birthday party for grey, peach is chill baking the cake but has to run errands afterwards, leaves the decorating of it to plum. Comes back and it is…hideous. Like totally beyond fixing, it’s so bad it’s somehow funny and thus good again. Grey laughs at the utter state of it. Tastes great thank god.

When the trio are dragged along to plums ghost hunting nights, peach is quietly scared, and grey always holds her hand. Steadies her nerves while they try to find real ghosts like lunatics. He’s very grateful peach comes along to the events, it means a lot to have her there to make memories with them both.

Ice skating with the trio. Plum and grey have to fight to get peach on the ice. She is. Disgustingly good. Pays to have a mother who pushed you to do figure skating as a youngster. Grey can hardly stand up, plum is ok but nothing fancy. Peach holds their hands and helps them get use to it, grey is like a deerling on ice, grips her hands so tight, trying to not fall over. Both of them realise they don’t know a lot about peach at this point, she’s skating casually backwards, seemingly effortless, while they wobble around, swearing she hated the cold. It’s not untrue, she does indeed dislike it, doesn’t mean she’s not been exposed to it.

Grey sees the skill and suggests roller derby for peach to try out, is fully supportive, thinks it’d be a great outlet. Plum is already planning an outfit for the event. For everyone,not just herself.

#mindless thoughts #been daydreaming about these three all day #fruit salad #brainrot

[sigurism]

I'm usually here, on this bench at the back of my mind as I put on a face. Why have I chosen to speak so much as of late when I'm usually hidden away?

My real question is this... so when those who wish to not have you part, they just... ignore you? Ignore you like you don't exist? How is it that so many can collectively respond that way?

hm.

#<3 #mindless thoughts #i also got to thinking... that the second season could be broken in two #them babies are the two halves of my heart #ok? #i celebrate alone

[whomstwhowhat]

Sometimes I think about Drrr and sometimes is ORV it keep slip flopping

And then in the middle of the flip flop OC ideas comes crashing in like the 3rd unwanted love interest in and already established love story between 2 characters

#shizaya #izaya orihara #shizuo heiwajima #text post #drrr!! #orv #kim dokja #yoo joonghyuk #durarara #omniscient reader's viewpoint #brain pls stop #i just wanna focus on one thing at a time pls #oh my god #my brain is fried af #mindless thoughts #rambles at 10 pm

[megsbr]

no one tell her bc im shy but i want to be best friends with molly sacnac

i just think she’s neat

#mindless thoughts #don’t mind me #she’s the best

[robobbin]

When I'm super into an x reader fanfic and it suddenly says 'you're short, barely over five feet'.... sighs in almost 6 feet tall.

#i reject your fanfic canon and substitute my own #all monsters end up being huge to accommodate #i absolutely adore llamagoddess' fics because she never mentions specific numbers 😭💖 #only 'shorties stick together' but like... when red and skull are so huge we're all tiny in comparison #i just skcnsdndn it's such a small thing but 🥹 #i overlook it or substitute it in my mind every time so i'm absolutely fine #mindless thoughts #sniff.......... sniffle................................... i lov my smol partner sm bbbut.... bbig boyys #both are honestly so good i want a smol and a bbig at the same time 😭💖 #Tou my beloved I'm fucking coming for you #i don't know what this is

[mistyyyroses]

the deer

i’m dreaming again

but this time it’s different 

there’s a deer: young, small, and flighty.

it stands amidst a group of deer, blending in

yet

it stands out just a little bit.

as they travel, it begins to lag behind 

it looks around, confused, desperate to find someone to help

no one is stopping 

the other deer keep moving forward, 

dancing around each other as they move on to greener fields.

the deer has fallen behind now

it tries to keep up with its friends,

but it stumbles

it falls 

it tries to get up

it stumbles and falls again

this time it doesn’t get up

it lays there, defeated, shaking and hiding its face

now there is a mirror in front of the deer 

it looks up

and in the mirror it sees a much bigger version of itself

it has antlers and stands tall, fearless, and untouched. 

the deer wonders who that is that it’s looking at

but before it can ponder any longer it disappears.

its friends are back, and they’re older,

more mature,

still weaving around each other in an intricate dance woven by their similarities

why is the deer still small?

why has it not grown? 

the other deer try to convince it to get up, to play with them,

but it doesn’t 

it can’t

no matter how hard it tries it can’t keep up

the other deer will eventually give up 

and will leave the one behind.

the mirror has reappeared and the deer looks in it again

the elder version of itself that it had seen is gone 

it is no longer a deer at all

it’s a person

a person who looks as confused, lost, and isolated as the deer

it’s me 

i’m dreaming again

but this time it’s the same

the deer is back and i know its fate

i know its fate because i share it

#aspiring author #aspiring writer #creative writing #english composition #writing #mindless thoughts #poetry #literature

[hopefultalechaos]

Everything night, I look outside the window

A silent night sky with it's twinkling jewels

I gaze upon the moon shining right at me

Feeling it's calmness piercing through my aching body

And a gentle breeze blows through the window as if it were soothing my burns and scars

As the nature tries to heal my unseen wounds, I again look upon the sky

Then I ask God to just take the pain away

All these aches I feel,

All the memories that haunts me down every night

I ask God, Just take this away.

#night sky #writers #mindless thoughts #witers on tumblr #writers community #unsaid thoughts

[mulledwinetea]

The Glory of Sensations

On days when the heat was so present

that its satisfying scorching against skin was

if nothing else, an ode to the glory of sensations.

Evidently, the answer to all puzzles

was nothing but succumbing to the feral need

of ripping ourselves bare and running with carnal glee.

Feeling the sweet burn of bleeding feet

untethered to consequence,

apathetic to reason,

and indifferent to reality.

- Nitya Arora

(All images are from Pinterest.)

#writing #diary entry #light academia #words #prose #poetry #dark academia #chaotic academia #coffee #tea #self reflection #spilled poetry #write poetry #writer in the dark #writer #poet #yearning poetry #dead poets society #mindless thoughts #love #writerscreed #poeticstories #poetwhispers #brokensoulsreborn #writeblrcafe #smittenbypoetry #bitsofstarglow #inspireamuse #books #art

[scissor-skin]

Is this real or is this a scenario I've fabricated in my head to make myself better and others worse in my brain? Is this a reasonable reaction or am I being dramatic? Is this even real? Is what I've experienced the real truth?

#mental illness #mindless thoughts #random #existance #confused #existential dread #actually bpd #depression

[loveisonlyrealinmymind444]

All I desire is to be wanted, to be needed. I want to feel loved, as if people want me around. I think I deserve that. Don’t I? Nothing feels clear anymore, nothing feels set in stone. I’m starting to fray at the edges, slowing fading away. I don’t feel like myself, everything around me feels fake and cold. People say they love me but their actions and words juxtaposes that. My friends, I feel, treat me different from each other. They can make me feel worthless without realising. I understand that it’s most likely not their intention but it happens. One day everything will be fine, happy even and then the next I feel like an outcast. I feel trapped. What seems all jokes to them is not portrayed that way to me and I mention it every so often to tell them how I feel and they seem to care but they don’t change their actions ; when I react negatively towards what they do, they say I’m being angry and I’m pouncing on them, that I’m being snappy. How do they expect me to react? Do they want me to sit there in silence and self wallowing? Of course I’m not going to do that when the issue can be brought up and resolved. No one’s ever on my side and it sucks. There’s always these little comments that stick with me, whether they mean them or not because they don’t treat each other like that. Only me.

The thing is I have the best times with them and we have so many good memories and we truly are really close, it’s just sometimes I feel unloved and unwanted and they take things a bit too far and then paint me to be the bad guy.

#rants n rambles #my rants #ranting #friendship #worthlessness #mindless thoughts #babbles #its whatever

[mellea-art-home]

I am fear

I am run by nothing but fear

I do not risk

I risk it all

I endanger myself

My connections

And yet always am afraid

Running from connection

Yet I want to Breathe

I want to feel that warmth of connection long forgotten by a tired, scarred body

I want to share that warmth and love with another

I desire to see more of the world shared in hand with you

I desire to dance to the sun’s rise

I desire for the feeling of being restless through the night for a conversation that never started

There is much that I fear that makes one human

I do not see the world with brightness, and shun light 

I do not see the world through eyes of love, and connection

My eyes are scarred

Tainted eyes

My body does not feel the touch of another as light

I feel a rush of my long past 

Cold and alone

But mixed with a fearful warmth and desire for more

I desire to embrace more

I desire to feel, more

I desire for that rush to rid me of the cold hollow shell that plagues my veins

There is much beyond me

There is much behind me

There is forever more to life with others but yet I still fear

I fear because there is no other option

I fear because that is all I know

I fear because it is comfort

I seek comfort because I have nothing but fear

My comfort only seeps into me like a further plague

I repel all getting close

Close off all options beyond me

I do not seek more

I do nothing but seek more

I live in contradiction 

And yet I never seem to contradict myself

I am everything yet nothing at once

I feel but it’s fleeting

I love deep but it’s shallow

I care much yet have little to care for

My life lives as a contradiction unto itself

Never finding peace but always searching

Nothing more follows each futile attempt on a stranded island

No life follows me

Yet all seek to be with me

I never found one

Yet many found me

I do not see

Yet I see all

I know little

Yet I know much

I do not love

Yet I love deep

But I poison all love

I contaminate it with desperation

I am desperate because I do not love

I do not love because I am desperate

I dont care 

But yet I rush to help first

I am desperation living

I am lost

Yet I never lose my way

I am contradiction into myself forever repeating 

I learn to love

Yet it never follows learned examples

I try harder 

But yet never get higher

I do not escape

Yet live in escapism

I am chained to my mind

Yet I fly free in it

What is it I seek

What is it that I run for

What is my life if not contradiction

My desire to dance till morning light with you

My desire to never see you again

There is much to me,

Yet nothing is found when searching

How does one live?

Does one live?

What does one do to live

Can one live through a life of desperation

Can one live through a life of absence

Can one truly be happy if hollow

Can a hole be filled with nothing

Only trial can answer

But fear runs actions

And fear resents trial

Fear resents options

Fear resents change

Change is life

Then fear is the absence of life

Fear is the absence of choice

How does one beat fear

Can one beat fear

Nay…

Yay…

You argue fear is immutable

Yes

You argue it is not

Yes

Yet we sit here forever more in silence

Yet we debate in deafening silence

We fight with silent words and stiller movements

We live in absence

Yet surrounded by abundance

We never seek out

Yet are seeked out by others

We decide everything

Yet say nothing

Motion nothing

There is much that lives in contradiction in life

Love is pain

Pain is growth

Anger is healing

Healing is acceptance

Yet we never see the change

We only feel the change

But what is there to feel through anger?

Love

What is there to feel through fear?

Pain

What is to be gained from pain?

Growth

What is growth?

Life

What is change then?

It too is life

Then what is life?

Life is love

Pain

Fear

Excitement

Change

Life is change

Inconsistencies are life

Yet we seek stability?

We seek comfort

Why do we seek comfort?

We desire stability

Why do we seek stability?

We desire for safety

But what is unsafe of change?

Unknown

We fear the unknown

So we stop living

So we stop growing

We avoid pain

We avoid fear

Yet are run by nothing but

There is much we seek

Yet what we seek is contradiction

What we seek is change for stability

We seek contradiction for itself

We will always live contradictory lives

Embrace contradiction

Embrace life

Embrace change

Embrace pain

Love

Fear

And the life that brings through change

#writing #poetry #poem #mindless thoughts

[vitae-essentia]

In the mood for somebody’s tongue down my throat

#me and who #please and thank you #love language #mood #just a hot and steamy make out session #this would fix me #I just wanna taste #mindless thoughts #like it’d be so cute #vitae-essentia

[bennuhne]

I'm the person that likes to capture bugs that get into my place of employment and frees them

#mindless thoughts