its crazy what having daddy issues does to someone like tf u mean i view every teacher as my dad and break down whenever any of them even slightly reject me or scream at me
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This is actually crazy! TODAY IS THE DAY!!!
I watched this when I was like 11 and I loved The Flash for the longest time (part of me always will), but I never managed to finish the show I stopped somewhere around s4. I randomly thought about it again today and looked it up only to find out that TODAY is the exact date that seemed so far off in the future in 2013. ONE day later and I would have missed this iconic moment in my life. How have I made it this far? As a kid it seemed like APRIL 25 2024 was nothing more than a fictional date that was never going to happen.
This was actually my first real fandom and I am forever greatfull for that, the first time I discovered shipping could be between any two characters canon or not and the first time I discovered gay fanciction (coldflash). Also a time where I delved hardcore into Xreader for the first and only time in my life, I had the biggest hugest fattest most gigantic crush on Barry Allen and consequently Grant Gustin. How can time be real when I am now the same age as he was when he started in The Flash? This is truly nuts and an iconic moment in my life!!
Anyway as a thanks to anyone who bothered reading my crazed ramblings I’m putting together a playlist of my favourite edits from this era of my life:
P.s. I don’t know how many times I listened to Barry sing “Running Home To You” and imagined it was to me, it was too many.
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So I’ve started like four, five different campaigns trying to find one thing Astarion said that hit a little too close to home on my first campaign and
Found it
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how many times do I have to go through this? what was I even meant for? I miss the person I was 4 years ago, many things happened after that, a lot. She didn't deserve any of this. I owe her a huge apology. I don't know what to do, I feel completely helpless. Everything changed after that when I started caring more, loving more, and opening my heart. Having needs, opening up—it all started when my only best friend abandoned me. It hit me so hard, even the top student in me struggled to focus. I developed some seriously unhealthy coping mechanisms, and they're still haunting me today. I found myself doing things I swore I'd never do, enduring that heartbreak for three agonizing years. Every day was a nightmare, with voices in my head screaming nonstop. Then came my second platonic love and the cycle repeated itself. She left me for her boyfriend, leaving me hanging by a thread, which made me wonder, am I that easy to forget? I miss her and after three years, I finally opened up to her, loving her with every fiber of my being but unfortunately it's never enough. Now, there's a third one who hasn't abandoned me yet—or at least I hope not. I pray things will get better once the sun rises again, hoping this is all just a bad dream. If not, I doubt I'll ever open my heart again. Each heartbreak has left me more closed off, always on edge, struggling with basic things. Every possible horror has befallen me, causing irreversible damage and shaping me into who I am today. Sometimes, I wonder about my potential self like what if I hadn't let it all get to me? what if I had been just a bit more lovable, a bit more bearable, someone worth fighting for? I miss the person I used to be—the cheerful, outgoing girl and now, here I am, wondering what I've become...
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decided to clean my camera roll and now i have to stop crying before returning to work
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i lost some sort of light in my eyes at sixteen that i never really got back
i'll mourn that forever
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I never deserved what happened to me and it sucks that I'll have to learn to find a way to live with something that you will get away with.
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[sobbing] we did it,,,, we did it joe
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Who’s afraid of little old me
Song of me, growing up in an abusive household
I was just a kid, why were you afraid of little old me? (My own lyrics added in)
read the tags if you want
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When I was little I used to dream of having wings. No, not fairy wings. They were grand wings like an owl with silky smooth feathers and were the color of freshly mixed chocolate chip cookie dough. These great wings were my shield from the world. They would wrap my brother in their safe embrace too. They were indestructible and could bear all our pain. These beautiful wings could take us somewhere far away from everything. I can remember seeing them stretch out wide as they protected us time and time again.
But then I would wake up.
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Wait how did i manage to convince myself that my emotions were too big for my parents but their adult emotions were just fine for me
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Today I watched Casino Royale and it had the woman Vesper and the drink in it. It made me think of you because you were the first Vesper I ever knew, from FF for your Saku-centric fics. What's the story behind your chosen name vesperlionheart? Thank you for the joy you've shared with all of your great, big fantastical stories!
Vesper was a character I came up with for Yu-Gi-Oh fan stuff I would play with friends, well before I had any internet access or fandom literacy. I've kept 'vesper' as a name in my heart too long and now it's grown too deep for me to ever cast off.
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