of nostalgia and fantasies
where did all the time go?
the pictures take me back in time
a time when times seemed simpler
am i old or is it just
nostalgia?
why do we fantasise about the past?
does that mean the present is a fantasy?
because in the future
we have already
fantasised this moment?
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sit down with me. the reason why in my messed up, teenager view of the world, adult life is miles easier than student life is because all of my problems are caused by my current situation. i can handle the 8 hour days. i can handle bills and groceries and navigating social situations. but if i have to keep selling my weekends to the devil and fighting to keep my grades up inch by inch and living in an environment that is fundamentally unproductive to my mental health then i will explode. do you understand.
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v tired of this "i dont want to do anything" ordeal. i dont even feel...."""depressed""" idk that doesnt seem like the right word to put on it. maybe it is tho. idk. ive just been spending a lot of time on school stuff which is good and im glad for, but when i get free time i Dont feel guilty abt i just,,, :/ nothing feels right or satisfying or like something i wanna do
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Quick Life Update
Hello hello, my fellow internet urchins! I know activity here’s always extremely sporadic, and that’s not gonna change in the near or moderately distant future (unless I suddenly acquire incredible time management skills but...ha), BUT I figured since I’ve got an impromptu day off it might be worth sticking an interim update here in case I go months without a peep, so here’s what’s been happening lately:
Moved countries and continents again!
Started a new job for better or for worse lol
Found and am currently wading between at least three new(-ish) obsessions (which will hopefully surface here at some point instead of staying on the backburner indefinitely)
Forgot how to draw :(
RE-LEARNED HOW TO DRAW
Smooched death on the cheek twice in completely unrelated events of varying degrees of stupidity*
(...Okay that’s a much smaller list than I expected, it feels like it’s been a year but I guess it’s only been a bit under two months XD)
Anyhow, expect some long overdue reblogs coming this way as well as some artwork, old and new! It will probably be irrelevant to pretty much all of y’all who are still here but if you’ve been here a while I trust you know this is part and parcel of this blog skjdhfsk
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“now, honestly… what's truly bothering you?” from maeve millay to william grace
"You honestly think I'd answer that? You might need some rewiring in there." He responded sharply, trying to shake off the question before it could rake root. But it did, and then he was pondering it, because it wasn't as if it were ever far from his thoughts anyhow. And what was it? He felt the absence of Charlotte as keenly as a severed limb, but he supposed that would happen when one spent near thirty years working with another. He had an awareness of Dolores, sulking somewhere in the archives and hating him, but that was hardly new. Then there was Maeve herself before him, who wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in his head if she had the means, which he could accept he was deserving of while still not wanting. Or, was it the same thing as always, that looming pointlessness to it all? "If this is... real. Not a new park, maybe not even fidelity testing. But it still feels like some damn game that we're playing blind. You, me, and her. The way the world was didn't suit, but this isn't better."
@artificialvoyage
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I’m making plans to stay at my best friend’s house this weekend.
The house that she owns with her fiancé. I’m staying in their guest room and helping with wedding planning.
What happened to sleeping on the floor in our parents’ basements and watching shitty movies until 4am?
When did we grow up this much? 😭😭😭😭
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I’m hearing good things about Carol and the End of the World, but from what I’ve heard I honest to god think that watching it would be terrible for my mental health. At least in the dead of winter like this. Sad!!!!!!
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I've already decided that I'm wearing pajama pants to therapy tomorrow because I simply Do Not Give a Fuck
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