Aries: Wow, you are so almighty and powerful and just very strong from your foundation up through your branches and leaves. You are so glorious and strong, you remind me of a mountain who is never going to budge. I feel like you guys definitely have the strongest, most powerful glazes tbh. Idk I just really love all of you so much.
Taurus: Okay but I thought that nobody is perfect yet here you guys are and I think Hannah Montana lied to me when I was younger but who cares man. You guys are just really amazing, sweet, lovely flower buds (I swear I’m not biased bc I am a taurus) but yeah you guys are amazing. You remind me of the smell of sweet honeysuckle petals on a warm breezy summer day.
Gemini: Gosh, you guys truly are gods and goddesses and just creatures of beauty. You are the friend who I never truly forget about, the person in my life who I know I can go to for support and love and compassion. I know that doesn’t sound like the Gemini stereotype at all but thats why it is a stereotype. Gemini’s remind me of the sound and smell of waves crashing against a sandy beach late at night and the feeling of a warm breeze dancing over your skin giving you goosebumps.
Cancer: Whenever I really just need a hug, I always know there will be a Cancer there to make me feel loved. You guys are like the sweet warm sunshine on a warm summer afternoon, the sound of a little girl’s laughter on a playground, the sweet innocence and bliss of life. You all are so necessary to the world, I don’t think you realize. You remind me of the sweet taste of honey on my tongue as I drink my tea late at night as I start to feel my eyelids getting heavier.
Leo: WOw. You guys are so mighty and so powerful and unique and special and just wow. Your laugh brightens everyone’s day up, you care so deeply about everything I just think it is so amazing. I associate you with great power and just purity and warm happy feelings. You remind me of the loud, billowing echo of a wolf howling under the milky way up in the sky.
Virgo: The word Virgo in my mind represents purity. Kindness, deep love and passion for everything you do, and beautiful souls. You put off such a warm glow and vibe, its like people radiate around you. You’re like a soft rose petal drifting through a mid Autumn breeze, such a necessary and amazing and special and unique thing you bring to the world.
Libra: You guys are kinda like super soft little fuzzy baby bunnies. Just very cute but also slightly feisty and there is definitely a dark side behind you but yeah moving on. You guys mostly just vibe with everyone you meet and you are definitely pretty chill and awesome. Just dope on so many levels. You remind me of the strings playing on a guitar just vibing with the music and the tones and harmonics and just very chill.
Scorpio: Wow very sexy time. You guys are all so passionate and sensual and intimate and just amazing at everything you do. You remind me of the old 70′s out dancing on a Friday night with the one you love and getting milkshakes and holding hands and staying up late looking at the stars. You remind me of the lava lamp across the room growing bright with so many colors, shining bright in the dark room.
Sagittarius: The powerhouse of the zodiac. Like the mitochondria of the cell, but of the zodiac. You guys are so fiery and independent and unique and you guys all just rock so so much. You remind me of the cloud of smoke drifting up through the air under the stars on a cold winter night in a back parking lot. Of the rebellious teens who just wanted to have a good time. My love for you is so so endless. You all have such beautiful souls, please never forget that.
Capricorn: The capabilities of your guys’ minds is so so endless. You are all so creative and passionate and intelligent and you will all go so far in life. You are the older brother that somehow always used to know what was going and how to live life. The one that sticks to their roots through rain and shine. You remind me of the vinyl record player sitting on the floor, the vibe of the music through the room, the laughter of the one you love.
Aquarius: The cool older teenage girl who you dream about becoming like one day, the cool one who dances shamelessly at concerts. You are all so unique and intelligent and loveable and you just put off such good vibes. I just want to be around you. You remind me of the big leafy green plants on the windowsill soaking up the sunshine and living for what you believe in.
Pisces: You have this really unique orbit around you. People seem to gravitate around you when they notice how much you have going in your mind. Your laugh is intoxicating and I just want to spend late summer nights with you. The bass in your favorite song, the part you feel in your heart. You remind of a tundra wolf in the snow, very powerful yet magnificent and spectacular and awe striking and just amazing in so many ways. Wow.
Imagine: You leaving and him finding you sometime later (part two)
You sat on the bed, eager as to what was going on in his meeting. Once he had returned home with you and made you tell him everything from the beginning, he called a meeting with his henchmen and the people he has lurking on the street for information.
He returned to the bedroom over an hour later. He seemed irritated and this frightened you.
“What happened?” You asked as you sat up on your knees and waited for an answer.
“The street rats haven’t heard anything like the tale you told me,” he growled as he glared at you. “You must be getting better at lying, doll face. But there’s one thing you forgot, NOBODY. LIES. TO. MISTER. J,” he yelled.
Before you could protest, he leapt onto you and wrapped his hands around your throat, squeezing tightly. You gagged and gasped for air as you clawed at his hands. Moments later, he let you go and rushed off to the other side of the room angrily.
“You’re lucky you’re so important to me. If you weren’t, I would have snapped your neck without a problem,” he murmured as he ran his pale fingers through his green hair.
You struggled to regain your oxygen as the tears streamed from your eyes.
“I’m not lying!” You sobbed after finally catching your breath, “it’s the truth!”
He turned and faced you slowly, his blue eyes shooting daggers at you. Once he saw how upset you were, his expression softened a bit.
“Frost!” He yelled. Soon, his favorite henchman appeared in the doorway. Frost looked at you in shock before looking up at his boss.
“Yeah, boss?” He asked.
“Tell the rats to get back on the streets. Tell them to find out anything they can about Batsy’s little threat to my darling angel,” he said, not taking his eyes off of you.
Frost nodded in agreement and disappeared back towards the office. Mister J sat next to you on the bed and rubbed your back to try and ease your cries.
“There, there. Daddy will get to the bottom of this,” he said as he stared at his reflection on the window with hate.
He didn’t know who to believe. The last person he trusted was Harley and look where he ended up. She turned him in for time off of her sentence and he barely escaped. He was almost ready to trust again when he had you by his side, but then you left and now his mind is going off in so many different directions. It annoyed him knowing that he wasn’t as focused as he usually is. But he would get to the bottom of it, ohhhh yes he would. You can bet your ass he would.
(TWO IMAGINES IN ONE DAY?! WHO AM I RIGHT NOW?! 😂Hope you like it anon ❤️❤️❤️Much love xo)
You are safe here, I want to lie
knowing that bliss sometimes comes
from forced smiles and bitten tongues
I want to tell you that nobody wants to hurt you
even though one look at the evening news
would tell you that people would rather
burn your hearts to keep warm
than leave their traditions in Siberia
I try to say they will never get to you
still remembering the first time
a slur slit my throat and made me
forget how to speak for days
I don’t tell you I still pick their words
out of my skin like glass
hoping to draw blood because
that would mean there is something left
to bleed but I am so tired
and instead of thinking up more lies
I tell you I love you
and pray that at least for tonight
that will be enough.
How to explain Mike Pence to someone who has the capacity to love
35691) Oh my gosh I should write a book on how to make it look like you’re keeping your shit together. Like I’m literally of the “happiest, cheeriest, most responsible, intelligent, outgoing and handsome people”. All my friends are extremely depressed and nobody has any idea of how much self loathing, hatred and sadness lies within me. But nobody really cares enough.
Good morning! Rise and shine! *Throws hand at the morning sky*
There you are. Standing alone on a hill with your arm reaching towards the heavens. You scream the welcomes of the morning. Nobody answers. Those who hate and loathe this time of day, glare daggers at this lonely screaming person on the hill who dare greet the morning. Nobody answers. You continue to scream, repeating yourself over and over, reaching higher and higher, hoping you are not alone in your celebration of the sun rise, your throats grows raw. Nobody answers. The morning turns to afternoon and darkness begins to take hold of the hill and surrounds the screaming human who’s greetings are now but pleas to return to the alleged “good morning.” Nobody answers. Night begins to strangle the human, causing their jubilation to be nothing but lies as the stars occupy the once baby blue sky, something metal drags in the distance. Nobody answers. The happy greeting sounds more mashed together like an unknown language as blood leaks out their mouth from their consistent repetition, the dragging gets closer. Nobody answers. You are on your knees now, pleading for even the grass to respond to you, many eyes close to the ground start their approach, their low moans almost harmonize with your claims of morning, the metal sound is deafening. Nobody answers. You choke on the words you can’t stop repeating, the blood flooding your throat as the eyes take their silence back. Nobody answers. There is nothing occupying the hill as the eyes and bodies they inhabit retreat back to their places of observation, the dark grows light and the sun begins its upward climb. Nobody answers. A new innocent approaches the once blood soaked mound to announce the familiar greeting to the world. Nobody will answer.
❛ Don’t go chasing fairy tales… ❜ ❛ I’ve got things to do. You can go off and play. ❜ ❛ Shall I tell the story of the butterfly whose flapping caused a tornado? ❜ ❛ Hmm? Lost your energy? ❜ ❛ You haven’t seen it all, but it’s all different, and all great! The world’s really huge. ❜ ❛ Maybe we’re different, then. ❜ ❛ But if you don’t like something, you should just say no! ❜ ❛ Refrain from doing anything weird. ❜ ❛ But it’s a fantastic power, like nobody else’s. ❜ ❛ If you tell lies, they’ll end up haunting you. ❜ ❛ Everything I say is a hundred percent truth. ❜ ❛ I’ve beat up bears before. ❜ ❛ Someone died. Probably murder. ❜ ❛ You trust me that little…? ❜ ❛ If you really can’t fall asleep, you can get in my bed. ❜ ❛ You’re always around when these things happen. ❜ ❛ First fraud, now kidnapping?! Where does it end with you? ❜ ❛ You’re not calling me a crook without evidence, are you? ❜ ❛ As long as I get my due pay, I have no real qualms. ❜ ❛ It’s hard to tell what animals are thinking, so they’re hard to fight. ❜ ❛ Kids are hard to deal with. ❜ ❛ Might I not recommend licking everything you see. ❜ ❛ I mean, I don’t really know anything about myself. ❜ ❛ It doesn’t particularly require anything but a simple application of force, but… ❜ ❛ …Stop making that face like it’s really tasty. Eat it all, I don’t mind. ❜ ❛ Sure, piggy-back ride. That’ll be a hundred thousand G. ❜ ❛ If I hated you, I wouldn’t be carting you around with me, would I? ❜ ❛ Listen, just shut up and follow behind me. As for the rest… I’ll protect you. ❜ ❛ When you’re driven by lies… things get annoying. ❜ ❛ Hey, you won’t… die on me, will you? ❜ ❛ Listen! It’s not like I’m lending you a hand. ❜ ❛ …Is he dead? Did someone die again? ❜ ❛ This sensation… looks like I died. ❜ ❛ …Um… are you a ghost? Spirit? Zombie? ❜ ❛ He can’t die, this guy. Stab him, cook him, put him in a stew… ❜ ❛ No complaints if I kill you and suck your blood. ❜ ❛ First question: Are you a vampire? ❜ ❛ You’re gonna get swallowed up, kid. ❜ ❛ Don’t go answering questions I didn’t even ask. ❜ ❛ It’s a whole mess of lies and truths… a bunch of bad, hazy feelings. ❜ ❛ It’s what you have to do, and only you can do it. ❜ ❛ I’ll eat all of it for you! ❜ ❛ I was sleeping… uh, I was sleeping, right? ❜ ❛ You should be wary of habits like that. ❜ ❛ Come to think of it, you’re rather bloodstained. ❜ ❛ I could lend you my clothes, if you like? ❜ ❛ I went to help them and I got punched! ❜ ❛ What the hell! Don’t scare me! ❜ ❛ If you don’t like it, I’ll leave you here. ❜ ❛ …What are you so happy about? ❜
Words of encouragement
Baby, my brother, my sister, queens and kings we are royalty never forget. We are of a different breed. We think differently and act differently. Beings of greatness. Definitely more than what meets the eye. It’s been so wonderful to watch you grow. Watch you grow into all that you’ve become. All that you’ve become and are destined to be. Discovering your gifts and special talents and using them. Using them for the greater you. Overcoming insecurities, lies, stereotypes, misconceptions, assumptions and expectations placed on you. Placed on you expecting them to stick. Continue rising to the occasion. Working on your craft. Setting goals and following them. Work to become all that you can be. Rise like queens and kings, the ethereal beings that you are and ascend unto your throne. Become a better you. Do it for you nobody else. I love you. I love you for who you’ve always been, who you are now and who you are becoming.
Much love ❤️
Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it.
please. you're everything there is in this world...your the sun sweetheart, and i know that you cant fucking see it. but you just have to trust those of us who do see you and worship you for all that you are. everything happens a for reason. you are a reason and you were put here to find the answer for your soul. i know the feelings you are facing are dangerous...telling you all sort of lies that seem like blunt honesty but they aren't. please angel just live. live for us. youll make it through
i love ypu for sending yhis and using such kind kimd words. imtrying so hard to, my hewrt hurts like once i dtart trying to think positivelu my head goes roght back to “you meed to kill yourself yoire a bad person all you do is stress people out nobody wants ypu here” and imjus so scarwd im too anxious to actualy get help bc yhen what will everyone thonk. its like a meverending cycle of asking nyself “are you gonna be another suicide victim or will uou tell yoir story one day” and even that terrifies me bc theres no guarantee that ill be bwtter. i dont wanma be me anymore
the sound of a running car, the sharp sting of a slap across the cheek, fingerprints on your neck after sex, worn leather, greasy denim, sly smiles, three shots of vodka straight, the breathlessness after a run, the tears over a grave, stoic eyes and wanderlust.
crooked teeth, dusty bookshelves, a falsetto sharp enough to shatter glass, aficionado, hot chocolate coursing through the veins, the heat from a blush flushing your skin, sweet goodbyes, moments where time doesn't exist, where the future is limitless-- where you can't bring yourself to stop at just one kiss.
flip kicks on the sidewalk, that salacious grin that always jolts you from your dreams at 3AM, says he loves you when he's hardly even settled in, a toxic love story where nobody wins, gin and tonic, the same lies over and over and over again.
beanies, graffiti, urban dictionary slang thrown around like it's his only vocabulary, meaningless sex, potential for something, shaded rivers on a lonely map, beach days, Tahiti, a shot of tequila after losing the innocence you can't get back.
a lion-heart made up of equal parts vanity and self loathing, he is the best you ever had and the worst you ever got, blushing cheeks and radiance, his lion's den has become home and your heart the place where he lays that same proud head.
midnight phone calls about philosophy, death, life, and sex; red velvet cupcakes; two taps on the nose and two arms outstretched-- ready to catch you when you fall; guardian angel and savior complex; the click of computer keys; netflix & let me psychoanalyze your insecurities... just so I can make you love yourself as much as I love y-o-u.
blossoming lotus leaves, the ink from a tattoo needle, the thin line of thread from a ripped sleeve, the unspoken sentence that haunts you to each day's end, the trickle of tears in the morning, the serenity of a breathing spine, love nibbles at breakfast, champagne at lunchtime.
vile, painfully exquisite, plucks the stars from the sky only to bottle their light and keep them on a shelf for when the day is long and the night is cold, so bright he hurts, so dark he glows, black magic, ashen fingertips.
silly one with a drive to earn, to experience, to learn; traveler, explorer, the one who jumps from place to place, a boy that everybody wants and nobody knows; best friend, all is forgiven; peter pan who finally grew up, the boy next door; shark tooth necklaces with grabby hands that always reach for more, more, and more...
the world is his oyster and you are his pearl... he's always wanted to crack you open and pry you out; the manipulator weak to manipulation; the playful wiggling of toes; a puppy lick on the cheek; as warm as the soil from the earth with the same coolness and wretched distance of stone.
billowing parachute, long road trips; he majored in zip-lining and leaving the entrails of broken women in his wake; fallen road signs and challenges; daring, dangerous, impermanent-- he likes it best when he's stealing your breath from your lips, knocking you senseless, but only puts you at the top of his stack of memories when you refuse to cave to him.
opening a new bottle of water, sinking chest deep in a warm bath, the flutter of an eskimo kiss, sweater weather in the winter, toes caught in the sheets, the nature channel on repeat, your favorite star in the sky, open heart, round eyes.
Ugh, I hate when websites ask your gender. I’m just gonna put M because….. it’s nobody’s business whether I’m a girl or not. And it’s not like they can tell, hehe. Take that, website, I lied to you! That is why I’m smiling right now.