“That’d Be Ori’s Hand. He Could Write Quite Well And Speedily.” -Gimli

Crochet pattern for spider body

"Can anything separate us from Christ's love? Does it mean He no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? (-) No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loves us.

And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our fears about tomorrow- not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below- indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord." -Romans 8:35,37-39

transcript:

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste It all revolves around you And there's no mountain too high No river too wide Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side Storm clouds may gather And stars may collide But I love you Until the end of time Come what may Come what may I will love you Until my dying day

three of swords ✶

Today is always

Today I will not be relatable. Today I will be unhinged.

Same

Math is really tiring, im so glad i finally get to relax and do some knitting and crochet and i oh god oh my what the fuck

Noctua, acrylic painting by nickbleb

You are perfectly you. Fantabulous is an example

I hate how I am.

I hate that I don't truly know how to be a friend. I don't know how to reply to anything. I don't know when to be grown up, or when to have fun. I get overwhelmed. I fidget too much. I talk too much or too little. I'm annoying. I don't get it. I don't know. I dont I don't I'm not I hate

Why are friendships so hard

Why are they full of pain and agony

Why can you be having a perfectly normal conversation with someone you've been friends with for so so so long one day

And then the next, they don't even talk to you? And you blame yourself. Because it's always your fault. You're bad at this. You can't make friends. You can't keep friends. They didn't like you. It's your fault

I hate how I am. Why am I so emotional? Why am I so weird? Why do I have to be so antisocial? Why don't I interact with people like a normal person? Why do I get so obsessed with stupid things nobody cares about? Why can I not sleep? Why do the gods hate me in particular so much

I sound selfish

I don't mean to sound selfish

I'm sorry

I'm just tired.

Tired of trying to figure out who I am and why I am.

Tired of trying to please everybody.

Tired of giving the same responses to everything because I don't know how to be a friend or how to respond any other way.

Tired of feeling like a failure.

Tired of trying to be normal.

Tired or never knowing how to act. What to say. Where to go. What to look like.

I'm just tired

HA

My favorite genre of buddy comedy

Perfect Carlos and his perfect hair…

Hehehe let’s seee

There was once two friends, one more similar then the other friend

both very different from eachother, but with vague similarities as well.

As they gained more similarities, they became closer

And as they became closer, they fell in love

But even through the similarities came another

One who was more similar to different

And withe the similarities this other became closer the different friend

For they were one of the same

And withe these similarities, the other and the friend became closer

And withe closeness came love

The different friend left the similar friend

For one more similar to its own peculiarities

But as the similar friend and the other became known to eachother

They realized

All of them were similar in their own ways

They each have differences, but what they have in common is the differences

Each are their own, and together have themselves

@fandomawesomeness I have no idea heh, your turn~

writing prompt: whatever is going here