I get drunk, when I have sober thoughts of you.
But when I’m actually downing shots, each one might as well be another memory of us.
It’s an endless cycle.

The only difference is, do I want real or figurative alcohol?
—  Nicole Torres // excerpt from E.M
A message from your friendly neighborhood writer...

Happy Sunday, everyone (if it’s Sunday where you are…otherwise I’m sorry it’s Monday for you already).  

Not that I expect that anyone noticed (but just in case someone did), I’ve been kinda AWOL.  I’m not exactly on hiatus, but my responses to asks/messages will likely be extremely slow for the time being and updates might get a little sporadic because…school…papers…powerpoint presentations…cruel and unusual professors…

Originally posted by hereyesmyweakness

I won’t be able to post an update to WEMtbB today and I see little to no chance of doing so tomorrow - best case scenario is the later half of the week.  I’m sorry to you who are waiting, but as much as I want to write, I really need to pass my class. I promise I’ll get something up as soon as I can - I haven’t abandoned it!!!

Originally posted by tiptoesims

Masterpost of Cryptic Shit from The Adventure Zone

Because damn Griffin’s given us a lot of mysteries to work with. (Excerpts from the show under the cut.)

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I tried. I tried so hard to be everything you wanted. To make you happy. To see you smile. To hear you laugh. To be what you need. I tried so god damn hard and that is why it hurts so much that I wasn’t enough for you.

I tried.

But that wasnt enough for you

I didn’t lose you. You lost me.

You’ll search for me inside of everyone you’re with and I won’t be found.

I was never close to you but you made me feel as if I knew you. We don’t talk anymore but I check up on you sometimes and I wonder if you’re still the same person: if your eyes crinkle and light up whenever you laugh and how your eyes do all the smiling. I wonder if you still wear those sweatpants that you somehow made look great.
—  I wonder about you
Realizing that I don’t want or need you anymore is a beautiful thing. I don’t survive through your compliments or compulsively check to see if you’ve texted me. Your opinion of me no longer makes or breaks my day. I don’t need you anymore. I don’t want you, at least not as a lover, either. It’s beautiful.

sterek week (2016 edition) ▷ day 7: lyrics and quotes 

This is a formal goodbye
to all our could have beens

if you stayed a little longer
(but you didn’t)

If you loved me a little harder
(but you didn’t)

If I held you a little tighter
(but I didn’t)

If you asked me to leave with you
(but you didn’t)

Now we are both missing a piece,
our hearts never quite broken
yet never quite fixed.

                              I never knew how much I loved you until you left. // c.h.