Mary Magdalene In The Cave (1868) By Hugues Merle (1822–1881)

“I stayed away from you even when I was lonely. I did that because I was afraid I’d finally find out if you disliked me... or not. I want to know now. To know you, father.”

Thinking about that possessed super solider who ripped my neck open after saving the day with me in my dreams. Like what was my brain trying to teach me when he scampered upside-down like a girl in need of an exorcism? Is it a reflection of how I'm afraid of letting people get close to me? That I'm afraid of opening up to the ones that do? That subconsciously I can't relax after success? Or maybe my brain is just exposing my slow reaction time and lackluster CQC skills, like "ho ho think ur a hot bich cause u can lightning bend now? get fking munched mortal"

today I feel like a little mariachi catgirl toy wiggling around and singing feliz navidad

One of the worst feelings is when you feel a hyperfixiation slipping.. Like no.. Youre so sexy pls keep giving me happy chemical

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If humans had wings, they'd probably be bat-like but with an insulating fur coat that sheds with the seasons.