#sahar.txt

[omniswords]

hi friends!

i’ve mentioned this here and there on a few of my most recent posts, but tomorrow i’ll be going in to have a couple of my wisdom teeth removed (bleh). that means i’ll be recovering for the next few days, and therefore out of commission.

if you haven’t caught up with La Joconde yet, make sure to peep this tag, or find all the updates here on AO3! i posted a new update just a few days ago.

and if you’d like to leave me a word so i can handwrite you a dictionary drabble in the future, or if you’d just generally like to leave some well wishes or post-op recovery advice, you can drop it off in my askbox!

(in the meantime, i’ll be chilling on my couch, trucking through fire emblem: three houses because, predictably, felix hugo fraldarius is My Boy—and also waiting to work on more Chronicles, because I Need That Good Flirty Lukanette Kush)

see ya! 💙

#sahar.txt #lukanette #fic: la joconde

[oceanmoss]

hunch hunch crack!

i sit for the one millionth time on a couch that has been renewed and renewed but still has a hunch in the middle of it because it went through a lot and burdens always leave a hunched back behind, my grandma can’t walk straight anymore because carrying all these ghosts of her loved ones on her back has got to be something and, oh! i haven’t talked to my best ghost-friend in ages, 2 years to be specific, i miss her to pieces but i told people about her and suddenly she ceased to exist. disappoint your lovers it’s fun! when i was at my utmost crumbling rotting hunching decaying state she was there carelessly laughing at a really silly thing in the streets below us and telling me to jump to “i wanna get better” by bleachers and i loved her for that, she was of air and had a weird british accent and was my true friend till she wasnt and i lost the only friend that I created, what mean tricks do our minds play on us huh, i don’t keep a journal because the last time i did was of 12 years old me telling it that i have a wii now, i’m afraid of telling it that the same damn wii is dust covered and my fave cd got too scratched for its own good and that i no longer have to worry about entertaining granddad. a hunched couch is destined to crack, these are just facts, and facts aren’t supposed to hurt anyone.

#sahar.txt #pls bear with my bs im sad

[oceanmoss]

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I’ve always hated leaving, but everyone, no, everything did it anyway. They simply left. Leaving an abandoned rusty playground behind, one that held so many memories our minds thought insignificant they wiped them all out. I look at mysef and see nothing, all these years left in decay resulted in losing every bit of me till I couldn’t even recognise her anymore. She was always tough, till she wasn’t and everything came crumbling and breaking or maybe it was just the flow of the river eroding us since forever leading into a never ending sea where we’ll find our burial in eventually and slip into an infinite trench because, that’s just life you know?

#is she okay or just extremly Emo #opinions? #sahar.txt

[oceanmoss]

ramblings from below

I was never opened to anyone, not because, god forbid, I thought I was too good for it, it was quite the opposite in fact. was so in this delusion of me being a good person despite all of that for years, till I lost you and broke to pieces, and nobody thought I was worth being put together again. I was taught that one isn’t supposed to see one’s worth through mirrors of others but where else am i supposed to see myself in? The muddy water of my own lagoon or the broken glass of my home’s windows? the very home that was long deformed and turned into this ugly hell by no one but me. I’m not worth this given time on this rock filled with horror but neither is anyone, it’s just that, the laws of physics that gave it to us have no mind.

#what is this dkfjfj #sahar.txt #is that a new tag #hell yea it is #criticize meh