But you are a soft place to lay and my heart has been so torn up and I know you are just temporary, I know I will tear you up and you will tear me up But sometimes all you need is a little noise to drown out the thoughts.
We are poison for each other. (via dollpoetry)
“Steve?…”
stucky feel is hitting me in the face with a brick im hurt somebody pls call the ambulance
SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK
why is it so easy for ya’ll to tell the difference between Christians and the KKK but not muslims and ISIS??
reminder that being suicidal is a SERIOUS problem. i know this website has normalized the idea that having suicidal thoughts isn’t something that requires medical attention, but i promise it is and if you’re frequently having suicidal thoughts then it’s crucial for you to seek help.
Me, watching literally anything: I don’t have a type
*angsty, villain-type character appears on screen with long(ish) hair*
Me: Wow. It is Him. My Husband.
Sometimes mania can be good.
It can be the wind beneath your wings as your mind goes a million miles a second- fast enough to let you fly.
It can show you the different paths of brilliance.
It can be like a burst of energy that gives you the energy to finish every project you have.
It can make you feel alive with color and light.
It feels
like a warm blanket
Like the gentle moonlight
Like a piano melody
Like love.
It can feel like you can breathe in stars and swallow lightning.
It’s the certainty that you can do and be anything you want to be, the knowledge that life is worth living.
But sometimes it’s not that pretty.
Sometimes it’s pacing for hours on end because your mind is going too fast and you can’t sit still.
Sometimes it’s feeling the need to scream because your skin feels too tight and too hot; constricting, limiting-you want to fly.
Sometimes it’s not sleeping for days and seeing people’s faces change into hideous creatures. Thinking it’s them. Knowing it’s them.
Sometimes it’s anger-
At others.
At yourself.
At everything.
At nothing.
It’s a haze of crimson and violet, a thumping in your chest, a hurricane in your mind. It’s the feeling that the ground is burning and you want to either soar to the skies or jump into the fire.
You want
To feel.
You want
To be free.
Sometimes mania is being torn between picking whether you’d rather drown in the depths of emotion or die of thirst in the desert.
this user has complex post traumatic stress disorder
The Order of The Avengers (Part 2) - (2021)
A couple of months ago, I asked my followers what kind of Avengers fan art they wanted to see from me and they voted at 81% for the “Medieval / Heroic Fantasy AU” option. Here’s the result, I hope you’ll enjoy it! A big thank you to @vegetamochi who came up with the title. (Nb: this is an art project, there’s no fic to go with it)
PART 1 IS AVAILABLE HERE