Alright, folks, I’m sorry, but:
I think it’s time we settled some things, and I think it’s time I get out of here.
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I think it’s time we settled some things, and I think it’s time I get out of here.
I remember that hot drabble of the Helena Zelda threesome. 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
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don’t think.
don’t haunt your own head; don’t wander the halls of your own brain as though you’re lost somewhere in there, a ghost of who you were searching endlessly for who you are.
don’t think.
don’t tear down the cobwebs on old cupboards where you stashed your framed memories on too many shelves to count. you don’t need to see the faces of people who’ve filtered in and out of your life, leaving traces of themselves on everything about you– you don’t need to remember their faces; you already know their names.
don’t think.
don’t seat yourself in some forgotten corner while you leaf through another book of things you wish you’d said. don’t dwell beneath the towering collection of stories you’ve already read, desperate to find a pattern in all the things you’ve written. don’t look at the name on the spines of each and every dusty tome you have, because you know very well who wrote them–some in blood, some in ink– and for the love of god, don’t ever, ever read the dedications.
don’t think.
you know what happens when you think: amid the cluttered libraries and ancient cupboards you find the ghost of who you were searching endlessly for who you are, and neither of you know where you’re going.
Friedrich Nietzsche
(( Scratch the previous post.
It’s not fair to imply things like that, especially after what this community has been through with several members.
The blog is on temporary hiatus. I’m very sorry for the back and forth. ))
(( I fear our time is growing short, friends. We’ll clean up and bring to an end any threads as a matter of course, over the next couple of weeks; once the show is over I’ll have more time to put into replies, so don’t worry, your arc will finish out.
The long and short of it is that I’ve made up my mind not to deal with certain things any further; the repetition of cycles and patterns has made problems I have obvious to me and I do not know how to fix them, nor do I have the willpower to see these changes through.
The blog will not be deleted, but left so that the excellent writing of other people will not disappear; I will not entertain any questions about my mental state or plans, nor comment further. For all intents and purposes, this is your only warning.
Thank you. ))
Intermission nonsense.
(( OPENING NIGHT WAS GREAT. ))
(( Okay so I’m in a play
This play currently has me rehearsing from 5 - midnight most nights; tomorrow we open, which as a rule means show + after party.
During the day I’m working, then going to the show, then coming home and going the hell to sleep.
Replies will resume when they can; beginning next Sunday I’ll have a few days in a row to myself. ))
sometimes i miss you
but then i remember how bad you are to me ~
Shinji Moon (via wordsnquotes)
(( this is why I’ve been so busy and not posting as much–I’m in a play!))
sleepy bunny *:。(´ㅅ` )