When You Grew Up As A Lonely Uncool Girl It Will Never Stop Haunting You By The Way. You Will Meet A

I’m obsessed with this man

You guys I hate writing because what comes spilling from the ink that I fought for with my BLOOD AND TEARS is either

"His breath pushes past his lips, cascading in a feather-soft free fall towards what could be, landing just short of 'I love you' and 'please stay' and 'you haven't even left yet but I already miss your laugh' but it's only ever that: just a breath. Nothing more than a sigh, or an exhale."

or it's some fuckass shit like

"Well God could suck it, fuck her backwards over a squeaky table, and impregnate her with Jesus 2.0 before she ever made a decision for herself."

AND THERE IS NO IN BETWEEN. SEND HELP.

reblogging cuz the supernatural reference made me giggle

thinking about the time they sent me a seven year old autistic patient to investigate if he was suffering abuse because in every psychological test he kept drawing awful monsters

and I start the consultation already miserable as fuck and I give the kid some pen and paper so I can maybe communicate and see what's on his mind

and then I go WAIT A GODDAMN SECOND I KNOW THOSE MONSTERS

turns out the kid just had a special interest in Five Nights at Freddy's

Last night I had a dream about the grinch and his heart was swelling to three times its size because of the excessive love he felt for the whos or whatever the fuck unpruned his heart but instead of overflowing with love it was just stress cardiomyopathy from the excessive noise and he went into cardiac arrest and this seemed important enough to inform tumblr

there’s something holy about yearning. the kind that makes you kneel. that fills your lungs with bees. write about that. write about someone who wants something so badly the forest catches fire just to give it to them.

WARNING!

Report sightings of anyone whose smile seems too big for their face. Anyone who seems too friendly and happy to meet you. This could be a sign that the metaphysical cult known as 'The Grin' has infested them. Most of all, do not take their hand. If all else fails, run.