†遥か彼方へあの約束を†


if you stretched out your hands towards a flickering face
and all you were able to feel was darkness
then turned around to plead the skies above you
for answers about unknown fears
yet everything there'd be to see
was a silvern mirror reflecting your dreams
don't close your eyes
to the truth
inside

~ Friday, May 17 ~
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“Now I feel bad…”

We went to McDonald’s the other day to get a coke and milkshakes. The girl behind the counter seemed to be really pissed off for one or the other reason, like she just had a really bad day. She hardly spoke, seemed very impatient, didn’t crack the least bit of a smile and basically slammed the coke down on the counter before turning to make the shakes. 

When she gave them to us, I stretched out my hand and gave her a 50ct piece, saying “Maybe your day will get better now :3”

The surprise on her face was overwhelming, haha! Suddenly, she smiled from one ear to the other, and she looked so cute when she did… and she mumbled an apologetic “Oh man, now I feel bad… hahaha…” and beamed all over her face. 

Heh. Such a cutie. 

Tags: story time my life McDonalds smile
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~ Friday, May 10 ~
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spacecricket:

Hyperbole and a Half posted again, and everyone needs to read it because:
If you are depressed, it will resonate with you like whoa.
If you are not depressed, it will clarify some stereotypes about depression that need to be said. An explanation like this has been needed for a LONG time.
If you know someone who is depressed, you’ll be better at interacting with them after reading this.

spacecricket:

Hyperbole and a Half posted again, and everyone needs to read it because:

  • If you are depressed, it will resonate with you like whoa.
  • If you are not depressed, it will clarify some stereotypes about depression that need to be said. An explanation like this has been needed for a LONG time.
  • If you know someone who is depressed, you’ll be better at interacting with them after reading this.
Tags: depression link story time my life for me it wasnt a piece of corn but the thing is I firmly believe in the end the only person who can stop you from being depressed is yourself just the way of getting to the point where you can seems so endless
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I was laughing so hard in my dream, I woke up.

It was so funny, sadly I can’t reproduce the joke. I must have made weird noises waking up… I probably sounded like a strangled hyena eeeheeehaaaahhheee

Tags: my life dreams i woke up much too early AGAIN but i guess that's not so surprisinf WHY MUST THEY BE SO FUNNY THOUGH i could have slept more!...to less memorable dreams i guess
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@shiitsuu

Eeeeeegggiieeeeeeeeee~~~~~

… Wanna bet whether I can fall asleep within the next thirty minutes? 83

Ehehe I automatically saw your broom-stroke gif with that reply *chuckle* 応援してくれてありがとう~

Tags: there were other things i wanted to say but i forgot as soon as i started typing @ shiitsuu my life also sorry im on my phone cant do fancy reply postsss
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While I’m nestling into my blankets, someone currently flies somewhere across the ocean…

Tags: i hope you can sleep up there let's see how much of a mess i will be tomorrow oh gods i can't even imagine anymore my life what is happening ehehe
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~ Sunday, May 5 ~
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Speaking of insects.

Last night I had this rather gross dream. I was lying on my bed, face down. Someone had given me a small jar that was filled with insects and liquid - probably the conservatory kind. I looked at them from the outside and kept turning the jar to see what was inside. 

All of them were grotesquely huge. There were pill bugs, some things that looked like trilobites (which reminds me, I used to have a necklace with a green trilobite, what happened to that), and on the bottom, there was a HUGE ASS MOTHERFUCKING BLOODFILLED TICK. And with huge I mean it would fit in the palm of my hand. 

I have a borderline phobia about ticks so that was just… great… And I have no idea why, but I opened the jar, and maybe it fell or idk but all the insects CRAWLED OUT, highspeed at that, and I was just lying there on my belly defenseless and they were crawling toward me and I JUST TRIED CONCENTRATING ON THE DAMN TICK because shit don’t let that thing touch you ew oh gods… And so I tried grabbing the huge, inflated body of it, but it was all slimy from the liquid so it was hard to grab, and it kept holding on to the sheets with its small arms and I tried pulling and pulling, without catapulting it right at me, and finally I got a hold of it and put it back into the jar. Holy fucking mother of all that is sacred.

Then I got up and pushed the blankets aside to look for the other creepers. I found some, dead, at the footend of the bed, and collected some of them to put them back. Some of the insects had changed into white mice of different sizes though. It made me wonder whether someone had snakes or other reptiles as pets, hence the typical feeding mice. 

The dream informed me that the jar was something that got passed around - whoever got it would put something they had inside. Something living or dead. I put two of the dead mice back in, one tiny one and a bigger one, but left the rest - repetition is boring. I also saw a huge dead silverfish right there on my bed, perfect as my contribution to the macabre collection. 

When I had put everything back inside I closed the jar tightly and woke up.

Fuck that. 

Tags: macabre dream dreams my life insects I wonder whether that was more triggered by GoT or by Hemlock Grove ahahaha
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~ Wednesday, May 1 ~
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Tonight

Tonight they crowned me the May Queen. 

… 

To put it into modern words: … Wow.

Tags: which I interpret as I now have a duty to fulfill and I shall Beltane pagan heathen my life there's that thing of having the honor to be the one to take it upon her to call the Goddes for the community there's this other thing to be bestowed the honor of being crowned The Queen thank you and be blessed
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~ Monday, April 29 ~
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throwbacksongs:

Meredith Brooks - Bitch

Tags: my life meredith brooks yeah it's me
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~ Thursday, April 25 ~
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So.

Now that I started teaching myself how to crochet, my lover wants me to crochet a flesh light for him. 

… Ok, I’ll need patterns.

Tags: you're a crazy little perve tis okay my life also I'll need REALLY SOFT WOOL my gods
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~ Sunday, April 21 ~
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~ Saturday, April 20 ~
Permalink Tags: ignorance people if there's one thing I can't stand it's people who are ignorant in situations where they shouldn't be as in they had all possibilities to get educated on a certain subject but stubbornly deny education and keep spouting their ignorance pet peeve my life
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~ Thursday, April 18 ~
Permalink Tags: that's all there is to say yupp my life
~ Tuesday, April 16 ~
Permalink Tags: what's a sleep schedule? my life
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