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Posts tagged emotional:

[id: a grayscale drawing (fountain pen on bristol board) of Mal, a human wearing large round glasses and a hooded coat. They are scowling with their teeth grit, nose wrinkled, and tears running down their face. Through one lens you see one of their eyes, entirely dark including the schlera. The other lens is filled by darkness, a distorted spiral, and a reflection of flames. They face straight towards the viewer. Their coat is clasped at the neck and the hood is up. A sort of glitch causes the edges of the hood to flicker to the side around their face. The space around their head is angry scribbles and crude drawings of knives and cross marks. Two semi-transparent hands are on their shoulders from behind, and bordered by fire come the words, "Focus. Focus. Focus the energy." end id.]


fallow reblogged conner-kent
conner-kent -

The desperation of having nothing and needing needing needing. All we’re left with is this broken place, and emptiness that starts in the fractured sky and torn earth but ends with this hollowness in my chest, and a fear of what the hell is out there.

Last Ones Left Alive by Sarah Davis-Goff


fallow reblogged inara

inara -

Soooooo this is my first finnished animation uwu

Yeet

Two time

*Clap clap*

Tis Skephalo :p


fallow -

aw is really cute! (also sad ;; ) props to you for animating so much =0 u been at it a lot lately!


fallow reblogged babushka

the world ends with me (vent song)

babushka -

to the tune of whatever emo song (i have the melody in my head but i can't really put it into words)

If our wordings don't pain us, then why do we lie

If emotions can't kill us, then why do we die

can i really control this? can i really control this?

i have damaged myself for the people to see

my reflection is bleeding and broken and staring at me (again)

can i really confront this? can i really confront this?

And people say the world can change,

But i can't change it, it's so strange

And if my world is what i see

There must be something wrong with me

And people say the world is great,

But not my world, i can't relate

This world of pain and misery, It ends with me Let it end with me (x8)

There is so much that happened and so much did not

All the good was ahead, but somehow we forgot, and now

can i really confront this? can i really confront this?

I'm alone with myself, and when no one can see,

My reflection is bleeding and broken and strangling me

can i really control this? can i really control this

And people say the world is mine

And i am out my goddamn mind,

And if the world is in my hands,

There must be something wrong with them

And people say there's stuff to mend,

But i can only see it end,

This world of pain and misery,

Will it end with me?

Let it end with me (8x)

If our wordings don't pain us, then why do we lie

If emotions can't kill us, then why do we die...

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