little reminder

tripped out;; if you’re a mutual: you have full permission to TAG me in anything, SEND me anything, ASK me anything, basically DO anything.

I’m not scary, I won’t get annoyed, I won’t even feel bothered if you did something. Anything, really - because heyo we’re buddies since we stalk each other, wink wonk.

You wanna send that one thing? DO it. You wanna talk and ask for my Skype? DO it. You wanna tag and make me look at something? DO it.

So, if we’re mutuals and you got full permission to: fill up my notifications, stuff the inbox, chuck me a few IMs, whatever you wanna do. I will not get mad - I’m letting you do this. So don’t be shy and come pop in at anytime, lovelies!

I ɴеⅴеʀ said that I want this, This burden came to me

               Will you still love me When I’m no longer γοunɡ and вєαυтιƒυℓ ?

I know I’ve got a big  𝔼𝔾𝕆 I really don’t know why it’s such a big deal, though

@artbecoming beat me to the punch with their comprehensive list but I’ve been doodling these for fun so…here you go

I’m Cherik 🌺

How long will it take Before you see There is no room for you Inside of me

And I adored you Like I adored nothing else Because you made me feel How I wanted to feel

( @motherofthemonster. || cont’d. )

     ℰ  —   shrill  torrent  of  a  mother’s  FURY  rains  down  upon  small  &  cowering  child,  flinching  a w a y  with  eyes  squeezed  shut.  it  had  merely  been   an  accident  !  a  clumsy,  childish  accident  !  heirloom  had  been  displaced  &  shattered  onto  wooden  floors  whilst  the  boy’s  short - of - reach  grasp  had  been  extended  to  access  stationary.  quivering  hands  WRING  guiltily  at  once  again  having  wrought  P A I N  onto  his  poor  mother,  standing  –  sullying   in  his  shoes,  wide  eyes  downcast  unto  them,  nerved  &  quiet  mutters  stumbling  to  fall  past  chewed  lips.   ❛   i  –  it  was  the  ghost,  mother  …  father  mansart  couldn’t  send  it  away,  i  was  nowhere  near  it  !  i  swear  it  was  the  ghost  !   ❜  

               A  c h i l l,  a shudder down a sturdy spine—There was no ghost and never would be, but the child himself seemed more ghost than could be her son. Why would God, the Giver of Life, the Father Protector, give her this burden, give her this monstrosity to bear instead of a true son. Why would he take Charles away just to leave her with THIS!

                                      “YOU LIAR!

                                                                     You think me stupid! You think me a fool! But I was someone without you! Now I am trapped here because of you! You awful beast! What would you have me do, send you away? I 

                                                 could do that, you know?”

I’m waking up at last   With bitter aftertastes of guilt

    I want to delete the secrets that I keep     I want to erase all mistakes that I made

         –But you came, comforting me and saying it was a bad dream                                    You put my  s h a t t e r e d  life together,                                        And for the first time I saw my smile                                              It was so pretty, breathtaking…

          Why do have FEAR in your eyes when you look at me?                                      Why would you ever question my SANITY?