Now I see fire, inside the mountain
I see fire, burning the trees
And I see fire, hollowing souls
I see fire, blood in the breeze
And I hope that you’ll remember me
when they were prepping me for the surgery the nurse put one of those cloth hats over my head to keep the hair out of my face
she said “here’s your party hat”
and i was already trippin balls so I said
and wiggled around on the table like a gleeful slug
i think about this post sometimes and it makes me grin like a dope
EVERYONE who reblogs this will be insulted in Shakespearean fashion.
I am so looking forward to this …
I GOT MINE BEING INSULTED HAS MADE MY NIGHT
SHES NOT JOKING
I am completely prepared for this.
Hit meh with ya best shot
reading fics is basically like
- heal what has been hurt
- change the fates’ design
- save what has been lost
- bring back what once was mine
((Warning – Emotional trauma. Graphic depictions of past torture. )) SherlockxOC – Kerri was taken as she walked to the park almost six months ago. She escaped from her captors three months afterwards. She was tortured, both mentally and physically. The police looked for her captives, but now after almost three months, she has given up hope with them and is going to Sherlock for help, because she doesn’t feel safe knowing that those people are still out there.))
~ Kerri has very pale skin, light blue eyes and waist length curly light blonde hair. She has wide eyes surrounded by thick lashes, a narrow nose and a soft jawline. She is quite short, standing at 5’1 with a petite build. She was orphaned when she was only a year old, and grew up in an orphanage. She is now twenty eight. ~
Kerri very nervously walked up the stairs with the kind landlady at her heels, her hands shaking as she fought to keep her composure. She still wasn’t sure about this. Sure, the man was a genius. Everyone knew that. But they also said that he knew everything about you at first glance, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted someone to know everything about her. She had a life full of pain and fear built up that she didn’t want anybody to know about. But at the same time, she couldn’t sleep or eat without being terrified every day. She avoided ever seeing her back in the mirrors, not wanting to see the reminders. One of the people who had taken her had called her his angel. And two weeks before she escaped, she had woken up with excruciating pain in her back, a cotton gag between her lips to keep her quiet. She hadn’t known what he had done until she had escaped and gone to the police. What once had been deep cuts were now scars, cut into the shape of wings on her back. She trembled and was torn back to the present as the woman knocked on the door before pushing the door open and calling out the consulting detectives name. Kerri looked around nervously, and her eyes shot to a door as it opened with a slight thud and a soft creak.
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• Doctor Who
• Orange Is The New Black
• The Vampire Diaries
• The Originals
• Jensen Ackles
• Jared Padalecki
• Misha Collins
Scientists recently developed a musical composition guaranteed to cause rapid emotional change to sadness and, in many cases, tears.
Being honest here. *nervously*
I hate how many notes this has…and that I’m reblogging it..
I feel very ashamed!
YESTERDAY I FOUND OUT MILKSHAKES MEANS BOOBS AND IM VERY DISTRESSED I THOUGHT THE SONG WAS ABOUT ATTRACTING MALES BY SWEET COLD DRINKS MADE IN A BLENDER
If you ever feel sad just watch drunk Sherlock making deductions.
And last week I got the news
that one of my good friends from high school
except this time
she’d gone too far
and now she was gone.
And I had a hard time falling asleep at night
and her mother
hugged me tight
and thanked me for coming to the service
but I did not
want to be there at all.
This is not
The girl down the street
would’ve turned 21 last year
and I can scarcely imagine
the wild times she would’ve
But she is buried six feet deep
after falling nearly 300
and she did not leave a note.
This is not
My freshman year of college
and my roommate was beautiful
and how I wanted to be just like her.
But she wore herself down
till she was
and if you blinked
you had to go and find her all over again.
So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition
but are paying her hospital bills
watching their daughter crumble.
This is not
So y’all can take your narcissistic
of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide
and shove them as far up your ass
as you possibly can.
Starvation is not beautiful.
Killing yourself is not beautiful.
is not beautiful.
This note I am writing
is not beautiful.
you are beautiful
and it’s about damn time you start believing it.
Hover over the first letter of your first name.
SCREAMS I NEEDED THIS OMFG
I think everyone could use this. :)
I tried to scroll over this..
we all tried…
its impossible to scroll over this
I scrolled over it then came back
I WAS TRYING TO BE CUTE THEN I LOOKED AT THE WAll LL AND THERE WAS A GIANT FUckING SPIDER ANndso OH MY GOd IT WAS TERRRIFYING
a RRE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS THIS HAS OVER A THOUSAND nOTES???? WHy
THIS IS THE FACE OF TRUE FUCKING TERROR
Omg I’m crying
Most accurate reaction. Ever.