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annieroses-rant · 1 month
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used to
used to guilt and shame
like needles in my veins
am I doomed to be mediocre at everything?
everyone thinks that I'm doing too much
but not trying hard enough
no one knows how hard
I chase the dopamine rush
everyone feeds me the same motifs
enough is enough
I can’t be strong like I used to
can’t not be wrong like I used to
I can’t work like I used to
hell, am I even useful?
if I’m not what I used to be,
will I then lose everything?
do I know the girl I used to be?
who is this new girl that I see?
you call her by my name
but we aren’t the same
cause she’s not what she used to be
she’s worse than geometry
why can’t I just live
up to what everyone thinks of me
just lock me away
leave me with my artistry
the only thing that improved
but you’d only find choreography
I’m the one who makes the days the same
though not how they used to be
so much on my back already
but what else do you want from me?
I’ll take the blame
shackles and chains
though I really need to be free
because that’s who I used to be
so please, please don’t give up on me
I can’t live as who I used to be
but I’m still trying though crying
still going and growing
I’m not sure if I’ll make it anymore
not sure if I can take this anymore
but if I can’t, what am I even here for?
just leave me with my tears
just shut the door
I’ll sit here with my fears and my heart still sore
I’ll look back on these years
when I am hurt and bored
and when no one seems to need me
not like they did before
do you even need who I used to be anymore?
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nbdbxns · 4 months
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And then there we were
Another year
full of progress
full of success
but
here i am longing for more
At my highest point but still
keeping a hand on rock bottom ready to break my fall
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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You keep telling yourself that Namari.
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cheruib · 4 months
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i can’t get her off my mind (the idea of love)
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martyschoenleber · 10 months
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The Nearness of God, The Pain and the Sorrow and the Longing for More
There are times when our spiritual senses are so keen, so lambent and alive that our hearts can hardly be contained and tears drip down our cheeks as if a relief value had been opened to make it possible for us to survive the moment. Those times are rare. They are wonderful. And sometimes, they are painful. They are soul deepening and they help to create in us and even greater longing, a sense of…
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guinevereslancelot · 1 year
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first base is wound tending second base is hand touching
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FNAF movie Mike isn’t wrong, but he’s not right either..
Based off @/Tanijrou post on twitter
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chinchilla-clown · 14 days
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He's not used to the attention (but he kinda likes it)
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ruporas · 10 months
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thinking about wolfwood (ID in alt text)
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intergalacticgoose · 4 months
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From @rrmeggy on Insta
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itsleslol · 2 months
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getting high and touching myself<<<getting high and having you touch me
men and minors dni
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mocndu · 5 months
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when you realize far too late that you and your ex situationship both attend the same mortal parties and you start getting flashbacks
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passionpeachy · 1 month
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Dreamt of a tall husky butch that cuddled, kissed and sweet-talked me while I was having nightmares and said "this will help you" before grabbing my head by both sides and forcefully waking me up. I think that might've been a guardian angel or perhaps god
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.
(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (soon))
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan wangji#Yungmeng Jiang training arc AU#I wanted to try out a different paneling style for this one - sorry I'm a day late! (there will still be a post tomorrow to keep on track)#The original 3 panel comic idea was fine but the point of this new schedule was to take time to push myself a bit more.#I was taking a look back through some comic artists I felt inspired by#and I really loved how Lynda Barry fills her gutters with patterns and doodles!#Obviously I'm not going as absolutely wild with it as she does but it was a great exercise!#I truly think the gutters are the most important and most overlooked part of any comic. There's lots going on in that space.#It's the same with timeskips. The implied movement between moments that we don't see changes depending on how wide that gap is#You're here for the funny tags so here's some that ties this time talk together:#I think LWJ was thinking about that second note from day 2 but it took him 7 days of hazing to commit it to paper.#I think he sends it a day later and immediately regrets it. Chasing down the messenger and everything.#You know if something actually happened to his brother he would never ever forgive himself for putting the bad vibes out there.#Third time skip was the hardest because there was so many possible flavours of jokes here. Day 8/9 was a personal favourite.#day 14 was also funny (week by week). I think the debate on 'how long does lwj take to catch feelings' is more or less:#'how long does it take for him to arrive at a particular stage of grief and yearning (and awareness of it all)#This is a symphony. There is an act by act structure. Every day he is fighting to keep his old sensibilities. He is losing so badly.#(I'll be returning to the main comic soon but there is more of this AU to come!)
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puppyeared · 1 year
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obsessive
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sanguineterrain · 3 months
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thinking about jason enjoying being skin to skin with you. not sex, just touch. cuddling or even sitting or lying down together. your chest against him, arm around his bare waist, legs tangled. he can smell your body wash and you smell his shampoo. maybe one of you is warm from a recent shower. he just likes how you feel: the texture of your skin, your body hair, your bumps and folds and dips. he likes when you trace his scars and freckles, parts of him that healed rough, his soft tummy, his back. there is no desperation, no rush, no lust. you are just two bodies in these moments, two people who seek each other's heat and push of flesh.
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