I want to fly, I want to fly so bad it hurts. I've so desperately wanted to fly since I can first remember. Like imagine it. Being up so high that the ground begins to fade away. Just you and the sky and the clouds and the wind. Day and night. The wind so loud you can't even hear yourself laughing. So free and weightless. This is all you're made for, you were made for the sky. Meant to soar through clouds and stars and sunlight.
Fuck, did I mention I really wanna fly?
Big fan of Dipper "if I ever see you again outside of my nightmares, there is no force in the universe that will stop me from putting you in the ground" Pines
how is it almost 2025 i didn’t even get a chance to exhale the breath i took in 2024 yet
inevitable departure
someone has to leave first—
that’s the rule,
etched in the marrow of every hello.
we pretend it’s far off,
an ending for another day,
but it sits between us like a shadow
at the dinner table,
quiet, patient,
unfolding napkins we never meant to place.
either you die,
or i do,
or you find a life somewhere else
with sunshine i can’t offer
and conversations that don’t ache.
maybe one day your heart
just stops echoing mine—
it forgets the beat we built.
one of us will leave first.
and god,
what a cruel truth that is.
because even in love,
even in the best of it,
there’s an expiration we can’t read
until it’s passed.
and the worst part?
the world won’t stop.
i’ll still have to wake up,
brush my teeth,
fold the sheets you once tangled in,
and somehow
teach my heart to recognize a new rhythm.
someone else’s laugh.
someone else’s shoulder
that will never feel quite right.
rebuilding is not bravery,
it’s necessity.
and i hate that.
i hate knowing
this beautiful thing
we cradle like glass
has a fault line running through it
we can’t see until it shatters.
but still—
i love you.
knowing full well
one of us will leave first.
and maybe that’s
the most human thing of all.
the thing i immediately LOVE about the pale garden and the creaking is that it kinda feels to me like they're trying to emulate the creep factor that old minecraft had. the low visibility, the emptiness, the unfamiliar sounds, the feeling that something else is there just out of sight... the same elements that led to the rise of herobrine and other stories, and are now seeing a resurgence with the rise of args and digital horror series. looking into a dark forest and seeing a set of glowing eyes staring back at you is the exact same horror that herobrine was built on. seeing them showcase this biome felt like a throwback all the way to back when i first booted up the game more than a decade ago and felt an immense sense of unease as i looked to the horizon, and i absolutely cannot wait to get my hands on this update.
Tbhxers how are we feeling about episode 1
I need to see more flashback scenes with these two SO. BAD. genuinely any interaction with og nice and wreck pls pls pls
when it’s really bad again and it’s still way better than it used to be but it’s still really bad. and you do all the right stuff and you try and try and it still really hurts but it’s working but it still hurts and you go see the beautiful majesty of nature and your soul is so close to being at peace but your mind is still in pain. and it’s better but it’s still bad. and the sun is setting.
How’d you and ran decide to move in together?
Every twink needs their twink handler.
i cant get over nices fuckass bedroom. COMPLETELY empty save for one statue. of himself. at the entrance. bed on the floor. surrounded by water. blanket is a millimeter thick and a single square foot. this is truly the bedroom of a man who lives alone