so drained of sleep


swanfire appreciation week // day 1: moment you fell in love with them

“go, we got lucky.” “…we?”

Happy thanksgiving🦃 I didn’t get time to edit our photos, but I was so excited to have my sis here with us I just was distracted💕 photos will prolly be up tomorrow! Depends because rite now I’m SO drained, so I am about to take some sleeping meds and sleep till tomorrow afternoon I hope.. lol Sam and Mika are going Black Friday shopping and kodie said she’d keep the baby in his rocker next to her for me while I sleep. and Eleanor is asleep in her crib and simplicity is passed out on our couch in the room she’s cozy though! It’s pretty wide and fluffy ish 😂 sorry I’m typing so much just thinking! Happy holiday ! Going to sleep now only on 10 hours for the last 3 days due to just restless feelings.. not sure I’ll explain later good night!

anonymous asked:

Ahhh I love your blog (tbh living for the witch theme these days)! Your art is beautiful (totally a Hobi stan at this point, but like Jin still my number 1)!! You draw so well & your art style is beautiful!!!! Hows your day been? Good bad? Sleep well? Eat well? School/work/homework? ~ Rae U^ェ^U (also I kinda fell in love with your art, it might actually even be my favorite!!!! So pretty!!!! Also I hope my English wasn't to bad!!!)

jdsks thank u so much ure so sweet!!

Well, my day has been goos so far. Im looking forward to the weekend so I can sleep til noon haha,, school kinda drained me of my energy ;w; 

hope ur day has been nice as well tho

Mama was up all night.

((I have a stomach virus, so I was up all night in the bathroom throwing up. I’m so drained of energy, but I can’t really sleep today.
It’s my dad’s birthday and I really want to do something special for him.
Wish me luck!

Used and Useless

Take my life away from me
Locked inside and there is no key
I just can’t do this anymore
Miserably deterred for three score
Where is my free will
I’m so drained and falling ill
So tired, all I want is sleep
Throw my life away, nothing to keep
Walking the set path laid out
I don’t live for me, no doubt

Introvert problem: Being able to stay up to 4:00 a.m. when alone, but being one of the first to get tired at sleep overs because social interaction is so draining.

#193 Not Today

(Trigger warning- mentions of suicide. This song is a very deep song and even though what I wrote is not necessarily was its about, it has a much deeper meaning than what it seems. Also, just because I wrote this does not mean I think Dan is suicidal or depressed. This is purely fiction.)

“I don’t know why, I just feel I’m better off, staying in the same room I was born in. I look outside, and see a whole world better off without me in it trying to transform it.”
Dan flopped his head onto his pillow, a loud sigh escaping his mouth. He’d had to go out to get his mail after his landlord got angry from it piling up so much.

He hated going outside. It was so draining. He already wanted to go to sleep- which he did. There was no point in staying awake if he wasn’t doing anything.
“You are out of my mind. Oh, you aren’t seeing my side. You waste all this time trying to get to me, but you are out of my mind.”
You looked at Dan from the doorway. Sleeping again. It made your heart hurt; you wanted to scream at him and tell him to stop laying around.

You walked into the room and sat on the corner of the bed. You placed your hand on his leg and he sat up suddenly.

Dan looked around. He swore he felt something touch his leg, but quickly brushed it off and went back to sleep.

He was so stubborn sometimes.
“Listen, I know this one’s a contradiction because of how happy it sounds, but the lyrics are so down.
It’s ok though, because it represents, wait better yet, it is, who I feel I am right now.”
Dan woke up a few hours later. That didn’t make much difference though- he ended up sitting there for two hours. He reached over and grabbed the pen and paper he kept next to his bed.

Lots of tears later, he stared at the page he’d been writing on.

“To whom it may concern.. I, Dan Howell, have decided to…”
“You are out of my mind. Oh, you aren’t seeing my side. You, waste all this time trying to get to me, but you are out of my mind.”
He looked up from the page. His eyes went to the picture of the two of you next to the bed. A small smile came, which was something that hadn’t happened in a very long time. That picture was so special- it was when you went to Paris together. Just before you started getting sick.

The smile faded. Tears pooled in his eyes again and he suddenly slammed the picture down. He heard the glass shatter and he covered his face with his hands.

“Why did I do that?!” He cried to no one.
“Heard you say, "not today,” Tore the curtains down, windows open now, make a sound. Heard your voice, “there’s no choice, "Tore the curtains down, windows open now, make a noise.”
You ran into the room after hearing glass shatter. You were met with Dan sitting on the bed, head in his hands sobbing loudly. On the floor next to the bed was the shattered remains of your framed photo.

Frowning, you walked over to the accident. You tried to pick up the photo to put it back on the table, but couldn’t manage.

Mentally sighing, you stood up and looked at the mess on the bed. You saw that he was writing again- seemingly good. But you almost screamed when you saw what was written on the page. You saw what was written and wanted to tell Dan no, but you couldn’t. You tried to move the curtain, tap the window, anything to show that you were there.

“To whom it may concern, I, Dan Howell have decided to end my life.”
“Don’t you test me though, just because I play the piano doesn’t mean I am not willing to take you down. I’m sorry.”
He laid back again. He was trying to tell himself happy things to make himself stop.

“You’re a good piano player,” he told himself. “But remember that one time you were playing piano onstage and you messed up and the whole school laughed at you?” He countered.

He convinced himself he was right. He hadn’t played anything on the piano in so long- he hated himself too much to try and learn. There was no point, especially when he knew he was gonna fail and mess up.
“I’m out of my mind, I’m not seeing things right. I waste all this time trying to run from you, but I’m out of my mind.”
He stood up wearily and went down the hallway. It felt like he was floating. As he made his way, he saw all the pictures of you on the wall and nearly covered his eyes. He missed you too much.
“Heard you say, "not today,” Tore the curtains down, windows open now, make a sound. Heard your voice, “there’s no choice, "Tore the curtains down, windows open now, make a noise.”
You ran as fast as you could. He was about to do it, and you weren’t about to let that happen.

“Dan, stop!” You tried to scream. He just continued and put one foot on the ledge.

Your eyes widened. You went out to the balcony and tried your best to make noise. You pulled on his shirt, grabbed his waist trying to pull him back.

“NOT TODAY!” You screamed with all your might, pulling as hard as you could.

Dan’s head snapped up. “Y/N?” His voice cracked.

Season 3 theories for Piper’s 180 personality switch

These are all very solid and serious.

  • Piper was abducted by aliens. They replaced her with a doppelganger and did a terrible job.
  • The bedbug infestation was really a group of mind-controlling insects; they got to Piper (they’re in league with the cockroaches).
  • After the season 3 episode 4 scene we were all so happy that we died. Then went to hell.
  • Bad writing.
  • The writers read alxvse’s fanfiction, decided they couldn’t compete, and gave up.
  • Norma hexed Piper.
  • The writers were captured by the Piper-haters and forced to destroy her character development. Quick – launch a rescue mission. Don’t let them get to Alex, too.
  • Bad writing
  • Piper is still in the SHU. This is all her imagination.
  • Lolly was right. The NSA is inside the prison. They got to Piper.

(Kubra did too. That’s why she was so messed up.)

  • Suzanne’s fiction is real: Piper is stuck in an alternate dimension but hopefully Admiral Rodcocker is going to help her get back home.
  • Alex is actually a CIA agent, so is Piper. This is all part of a very confusing plan to bust someone on the inside. It’s not going well.
  • When looking around the prison, Piper found a helicopter and escaped with Alex. They sent back actors in wigs, one of whom was more convincing than the other. The new guards didn’t notice. Alex and Piper are currently on a beach in Cambodia with three guys in drag.
  • Piper was given a ‘Godfather’ script in drama class. She took it a bit too seriously.
  • Bad writing.

okay but imagine waking up next to a sick luke who’s nose is so stuffed up that he can only breathe out of his mouth and he’s just so exhausted from being on tour. and he’d give you a look and say “babe,” he sniffled. “can you rub my back, and maybe play with my hair?” and his lower lip would jut out slightly. but you would simply smile, and plant a kiss on his nose, not even caring if you’d get sick from it. you’d tug him close and run your fingers through his hair and rub slow circles into his back, maybe hum a little tune in his ear to get him to sleep because you know he’s been so drained from traveling so much. and moments before he’d drift off to sleep again, he’d mumble, “you’re the best. i love you so much, even when i have the plague.”