Therapy thru filters Whenever I’m feeling down, or want to get my mind off of the things that haunt my thoughts on a daily basis, taking pics just seem to take me away. Filters create the stories and I’m the one you’re reading about. I don’t go for the perfect angle but try to pull off a look that makes you wonder, “what’s she thinking about?”. bonitaapplebelle


I know shit’s hard right now. i know you feel alone, and I know you miss her like hell. But friend, I am never, ever giving up on you. You mean so much to me. If you don’t think you can make it through the night, I want you to call me. I’ll try my best to help you through. I love you. You are so important to everyone here. I can’t wait for the day that you realize that. 



I’ve never had much confidence in your parenting. You have four children, and so far I don’t see any of them completely healthy and ready for the world.
The eldest avoids us a lot, and has the same temper as you.
The second, me - well there’s a lot I could say there.
The third, has anger problems and hates you and your wife.
The fourth is a bully and I’m worried she won’t grow out of it.
The fifth was doing ok for a while, but I guess it was only a matter of time, with your fourth child as a role model.

I know you think that by teaching us obedience, you’re teaching us your morals. That’s not true. You never explain why we have to do things, just that we do. Your children would do as they were told even knowing that the motive was suspicious, because you taught them to.

You taught them that if you don’t get caught, you don’t get punished. But you also taught them, that if you do get caught, there’s Hell to pay.

You taught me, especially, that who I am is not good enough. I’m not the perfect little A*, Christian cis girl with a boyfriend who plans on waiting.
I turned out very different.
And maybe the reason I hate school so much, is because I know that if I don’t get the grades you want, I have to face your disappointment.
I wish I could stop caring, but I can’t.
And I wish it wasn’t true that our mother would’ve done a better job raising us.
You kind of messed us all up.
It might be harsh, and you’re still my dad, but you did a pretty shitty job.

The second.

Okay, but now I really want to get a color-swap DN cosplay group together.

Black-haired Near in black pajamas sitting on the floor, with red-haired Mello in a white feathered coat glaring at him.

Blonde Matt with white and blue stripes rolling his eyes and ignoring them in favor of his DS.

L with white hair.

Can you imagine how strange it would be?