Waiting for a purpose? Opportunities don’t just come around, and they do it’s most likely bad, but I get it, I don’t want to move after eons of staying in the same place-
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Eons..? I dont think ive existed that long.. Well after a while it felt like so.. I belive i may have found purpose however.. There seems to be lights outside.. However i havent left this room in quite some time..
Perhaps if i do leave, will you all come with me?
I’m sure someones already said this but I often see Tumblr described as a hellsite. This is fundamentally incorrect.
Tumblr is the faesite. Everybody is super confused and lost, you keep running into random places. Somehow you end up stuck there forever after interacting a couple of times. The people are all strange, everybody simultaneously seems to be from the future and the past as if time is meaningless.
Oh the horrors, he's probably talking to someone else, so I have to do something to make him mad in return.
Oh the idea of being branded. The type doesn't matter. Hot metal, cold metal, a tattoo, a knife wound. Whatever you prefer, my love. But to be marked so completely, so obviously owned.... how can you escape me, when I went through such pain to be yours? You can't, I won't let you. You chose to mark me, and now my life is in your hands.
{OOC}
where the HELL did my anons evaporate to
ma'am, I'm going to place you on a brief hold while I look for a reaction image
How to beg someone for attention without directly begging someone for attention???
{OOC} me waiting for my dears (Anons) to show up bc im bored and have nother to post
𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥.
In every lifetime, the only thing I will ever be is yours ♡