done with Suujimatsu Bookmark, will sell at CF2016
im so tired. OTL

and of course i’ll do the rest too later slowly bz this took me the whole day and im crying… O)—(

crowbawt replied to your post “Not to be a negative Nancy, but I’m real fucking tired of…”

Put Them In The Dungeon


Some gosh darn rules for ya'll

• don’t sent an ask saying ‘hi or how are you’ bc that’s plain and boring.

• im low-key getting real tired of 'can i hug u and cuddle u’ asks

• don’t ask in the submission area??

• pls ask me in correct grammar,, i some times mistake words for other things :,)

• don’t be upset if i don’t answer ur ask, it’s just i don’t want to but i gotta

I’m getting REAL sick and tired of this shit that’s going on.

How about this cycle stops? How about shade stops being thrown about a year ago, how about we don’t degrade each other by calling names like cowards.

Also, this ‘clique’ has been trying to move on with our lives, leave our skeletons in our attics and help each other through it.

All I want is to move on from that shit. I’ve made peace with the fact I’ve been branded a certain way for awhile now and no matter what I do I’m going to be seen in that light.

I’m going to stop vague posting. If I’ve got more to say, I’ll go to the source. I’m purely venting

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.