tell me what your worst fears are

PSA for any high schoolers who’re going to college soon or  are just worried about it

your high school teachers are LIARS.

Most college professors accept late assignments.

Some of them are so chill that you can ditch most of class so long as you can handle the final. 

It’s all about playing it by ear.

YOU DON’T ASK TO GO TO THE BATHROOM PLEASE SAVE YOURSELF THE EMBARRASSMENT. 

It is NOT harder than high school. You’re more or less ready for it if you do ok in high school, ok?

Seriously. I got A’s in AP classes yet was terrified that I wouldn’t be able to handle college.

Surprise surprise?

AP classes are harder than college classes. 

No joke. 

College professors are a lot more liberal on what counts as a “right” answer. 

Plus they give you points for caring. 

Some classes give you points just for showing up. 

There’s an atmosphere of controlled panic, and you are not the only one. 

You can pretty much go up to anyone and say god life is a nightmare and finals are gonna kick my ass, and they’ll go saaaaame, regardless of how genius they’re supposed to be. 

Seriously. 

College student here.

High school teachers are the WORST of liars.

They’ll tell you college is a “whole nother level” but that’s such horse shit. 

High school is a standardized sheep counting facility. 

College is a research lab full of cats that may or may not do what you expect. 

13 Reasons Why (tape 4)

Characters: sister!reader, Dean, Charlie, Mary, Sam, John

Warnings: swearing, angst, betrayal

Word count: 6172 (I went a little overboard;))

Summary: Dean confronts Mary about her tape when he returns to the bunker. His trust issues continue to grow as he listens to the 4th tape.

Series: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Dean had finished tape 3 and had never been more angry. How could Mary talk to you like that? Why would she say such nasty things just to hurt you? As soon as Sam woke up in the car and saw the anger covering Dean’s face he knew that he had finished the tape. “Dean-”

“Do not.”

“Talk to mom about it, please, you’ll understand,” Sam insisted.

“Understand?” Dean shouted. “Understand what, Sammy? She said those things to Y/N, she made her feel like she had no one.”

“No,” Sam shook his head. “Dean, talk to mom, please! You know that’s not like her, you know that.”

“It doesn’t explain anything,” Dean growled. “Y/N wouldn’t lie.”

“Y/N didn’t lie, but that’s not what happened,” Sam revealed. “Please, talk to her and you will understand… I promise.”

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BTS reaction to foreign gf saying “I love you” in her language.

btswifi said:BTS reaction to having a foreign girlfriend who tells them something in her foreign language but they don’t know what she said? 😅💓 thanks a lot love~

It was suppose to be a Monsta X reaction today, but I still have to clear some things up, with the user who requested theirs. So here’s a BTS reaction for now. ENJOY!

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Rap Monster: He tries to impress you a bit by saying something in your language. He learns a few “sweet” sentences to say to you, with the help of your dad. You: *Says I love you in your language* Him: “Can I eat you poop” *In your language* You: “What the fuck did you ask me?” *Your language* Him: *Thinks he started a romantic convo with you* “Where are the nearest pair of your favorite shoes, I need to take a piss” *Your language* You: “Do me a favor and never ask my dad for help again.” *In English*

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Suga: He thinks your asking him something, so he always just shake his head yeah. He dead ass thinks that eventually he’s gonna receive something from shaking yes to what you said….but your not even saying anything different🤔….So hopefully eventually he finds out what your saying, so he won’t think your asking him a question…also so he won’t be waiting all his life for something you never offered in the first damn place.

Originally posted by jeonsshi

J-hope: Oh he knows exactly what your saying. Since he doesn’t know how to respond to you back in your language, even though he could just repeat exactly what you said, but it won’t sound right, so he decides not to but he stay practicing everyday and night. He just responds back with his hands making a shape of a heart. 

Originally posted by jhope-shi

Jin: “I agree” You: “Agree about what?” Him: “About what you just said” You: *Shocked, but doesn’t believe it* “Oh really….then can you translate what I said then..” Him: “Sure-” You: “In English!, you know I’m still studying Korean.” Him: *GIF* You: *Giggles* Him: “Did I get it right?” You: “Yeah you got it spot on, guess I’m gonna have to switch up the game on you soon, huh?”

Originally posted by hoseokxx

Jimin: To him it doesn’t matter that he has no Idea what it means. He’s extremely paranoid that you two eventually will come across a good looking guy who speaks your language, and you two would engage in a conversation, then next thing he knows, your walking away with the guy. He actually have bad dreams about this, it’s his worst fear yet….CHILL JIMIN, your thinking way to hard.

Originally posted by chimtae

Taehyung: He caught on to it by now. After constant days of thinking and thinking about it, he now knows what you mean when you say that. No longer can you tell him that it means “I have to go feed my mom cats now” You: “I love you” *Foreign Language* Him: *Smiling Hard* You: “Why are you smiling so much….about me going to feed my ma cats”

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Jungkook: You called him during a V-Live, but you wasn’t aware that he was doing an live. He knew that you was most likely gonna say that certain thing he can’t understand (I love you), you always do after speaking on the phone with him. So when you did say it, he had you to repeat it louder, so the viewers could hear and hopefully somebody would know what you said and translate it for him.

Originally posted by joeguk

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“Tell me what you fear, Nigma.”

“…I’m sorry, what?” 

“Tell me what you fear.” The Scarecrow leant in closer, his eyes boring into Nigma’s with an expression that was both cold and feverishly intense. “What sends shivers down your spine, what makes you wake up in the night with a scream on your lips?”

“Well…” The Riddler looked thoughtful for a second, then shrugged. “I suppose you could say greatest fear is failure.”

“Is it now?”

“It is. I suppose that’s why I find you so terrifying, Professor Crane - you’re my worst fear given human form.”

It took Crane a second to realise what he had just said.

First time loving you - Wolverine x Reader (NSFW)

#10. Making love for the first time. I hope you’ll like it, really, because lately I’ve been feeling a bit insecure about my writings (for no reason really but the fact that I really lack confidence) so…Yeah, and fuck it’s quite long… Oh and, WARNING NSFW and language I guess : 

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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As he felt your naked body curled against him, it hit him like a tsunami. Right in the face. A gigantic wave of feels.  Everything made sense all of a sudden, and his mind was clearer than ever. Of course, it was so simple, and yet, it took him ages to realize it…He was in love with you. 

The sheer simplicity of his realization made him chuckle, and he held his breath, afraid he’d wake you up…But no, you were deeply asleep. Your head on his chest, an arm around his waist while the other was resting lazily across his chest. One of your leg was splayed across his own legs, his hands were on the small of back, caressing up and down lovingly. Yes, you didn’t hear his chuckle, you were in a deep slumber. 

You were too tired from last night…Oh my god last night. 

Last night, Logan spent the most fantastic night he ever had in his long life. 

Last night, you and him made love for the first time. 

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rings of fire || stiles stilinski

word count: 4876

warnings: mentions of cheating, angst

request: hiiii i’m such a big fan you’re such an inspiration to me! could i get a request where the reader and stiles are married and have a son and stiles doesn’t really help her and is constantly helping the pack and at work and what not and shows her and her son no attention? the reader confronts him one night when he comes home late and finds out he was cheating, so she leaves and sleeps at lydia’s so then stiles goes and tries to win her and his son back? sorry i it’s complicating i love you so much

author’s note: happy easter (to those who celebrate)! i hope you guys all like this, thank you to @ninja-stiles for helping me with a couple things! 

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Being a parent wasn’t easy in any sense of the word.

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Ashley's Alphabetical Prompts (pt. 2)

“As long as I’m not the one doing the plan, I’m cool with supporting it.”

“Bet me fifty bucks and I’ll do it.”

“Come on, you didn’t really believe that lie, did you?”

“Do you have any alcohol? I need it.”

“Everywhere I go, here you are. This is getting creepy.”

“For the love of God, I just wanted some coffee!”

“Give me that, you fiend.”

“How did you even get up there? Actually, I don’t want to know, never mind.”

“I may be dumb, but I’m not that dumb.”

“Just hurry up and leave, my mom’s going to be here soon.”

“Knucklehead is such a pure term, don’t you agree? Like, I want someone to insult me by calling me a knucklehead.”

“Look! Wait, don’t look, that’s gruesome. Oh…Oh wow.”

“Much appreciation, kind sir.”

“Never take anything I say seriously.”

“Over the bridge, take a right, there’s the body.”

“Plan F isn’t going so well, on to plan G?”

“Quiet! Don’t you see she’s sleeping?”

“Respect your elders, I’m seven months older than you so have to respect me.”

“Something tells me this isn’t just a kind visit, what do you want?”

“Try again, asshat, I’m still alive.”

“Unblock the damn door, I’m cold!”

“Vacant towns are probably my biggest fear.”

“Why did you do the exact opposite of what I said?”

“X,Y, and Z. I used to think ‘and’ was another letter.”

“You are the worst person in my life, but I love you.”

“Zip up your jacket, nobody wants to see that!”

Sweetness Part Four

Part Three

Y/N bit her lower lip, a blush on her cheeks as she stands in the room, her hands nervously playing with her sleeves. She wasn’t sure why she felt nervous now, the hard part was done, her and Harry had exchanged the “I do”, they had shared their vows, the planning was over. They were married. But standing in front of him made her want to pee, the butterflies going insane in her stomach.

Harry closed the door behind him, his hands shaky. It was done, they were married, yet he couldn’t breathe. He was excited, he just wanted to hold her, but when he turned he froze. She was so beautiful, she was always beautiful, but today was different. Today was a day he never wanted to forget, today was a day he wanted to keep reliving. She looked much different than the mess she was the last two months, screaming, crying.

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“I was going to die, sooner or later, whether or not I had even spoken myself. My silences had not protected me. Your silences will not protect you…. What are the words you do not yet have? What are the tyrannies you swallow day by day and attempt to make your own, until you will sicken and die of them, still in silence? We have been socialized to respect fear more than our own need for language.“

I began to ask each time: "What’s the worst that could happen to me if I tell this truth?” Unlike women in other countries, our breaking silence is unlikely to have us jailed, “disappeared” or run off the road at night. Our speaking out will irritate some people, get us called bitchy or hypersensitive and disrupt some dinner parties. And then our speaking out will permit other women to speak, until laws are changed and lives are saved and the world is altered forever.

Next time, ask: What’s the worst that will happen? Then push yourself a little further than you dare. Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put you down and suggest it’s personal. And the world won’t end.

And the speaking will get easier and easier. And you will find you have fallen in love with your own vision, which you may never have realized you had. And you will lose some friends and lovers, and realize you don’t miss them. And new ones will find you and cherish you. And you will still flirt and paint your nails, dress up and party, because, as I think Emma Goldman said, “If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution.” And at last you’ll know with surpassing certainty that only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth. And that is not speaking.”
― Audre Lorde

Treat You Better

Originally posted by takepeakyatme


“Shit, is that the time?” You asked no one in particular, gathering your things to go.

“Come on Y/N, we haven’t even finished one drink.” John says disappointed.

“I know but Fred’ll kill me if I’m late again.”

“Fred, huh? Now, d’ you mean your husband or your dad?” You stopped getting you things together to throw your best friend a quizzical look. “What? I mean if he’s giving you a fucking curfew. You’re a grown women Y/N.” He chuckles but you don’t find it funny.

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What We Want And What We Get II

Author: AvengeSuperWhoLock

Word Count:1788

Pairing: LokixSister!ReaderxThor

Summary: Thor gets drunk and handsy at a party. It doesn’t end well. 

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'Doll'

Bucky BarnesAU! x reader

Summary: you are the unofficial editor of Bucky’s writings. One day, you discover, in his computer, a document with your nickname.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this writing; it was too much fun to write it!

Tags: @supersoldierslover @barnesandnoble13

Originally posted by bucky-plums-barnes

(Credits to the owner of the gif)


‘I will be there at 5, Bucky.’

‘Ok, you know where everything is. And you know, you have total freedom to tell me what you think about these chapters.’

'There are no worst editors or literary critics than me, uh?’

'That is the reason why I don’t fear them, Y/N.’

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Forget You (Joker x Reader)

Originally posted by lokiandthorblr

“Imagine getting in an argument with the Joker. In his anger, you get hurt and end up with amnesia. Will your memory come back? Will you forgive him?”

Requested by Anon: “Hi could you do one where J take his angry out on reader and like pushed her so she fall and hit her head pretty hard she lost her memory. J felt guilty. He take care of her even thought she doesn’t even remember what happened, who is he or what’s her name. But then her memory come back and she knows J was really sorry so she forgives him? Your blog is my fave :)”


Yelling, arguing and pain.

You remembered being shoved, then pain exploding on the back of your head. That was all you could remember. You allowed your eyes to slowly open. The brightness of the room made you squint as you tried to make out the blurry surroundings of the room. A sudden sharp pain on the back of your head reminds you of the fall you took. Your hands flew up to the sides of your head as the dull ache pounded against your skull. Suddenly the lights went out and you let out a relieved sigh.

“How are you feeling?” A voice asked as the bedside lamp was turned on. You were met with a green haired male, you remembered him on the news, they called him the Joker. Fear radiated through you as you tried to get up and move as far as you could from him.

Before you could, he had your wrist, holding you in your place. “What are you doing?” His voice sounded annoyed and you feared for the worst.

“W-What do you want from me?” You asked in a scared voice, managing up as much courage as you could.

His eyebrow raised like you had just asked the stupidest question he’d ever heard. “Baby girl, are we playing some kind of game? If we are, be so kind as to tell daddy the rules so he can join in.”

You noticed the smirk on his face, for some reason, it didn’t scare you, it was familiar.

“I-I…I can’t remember anything.”

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Dream Walker (Dean)

Summary: Soulmate AU in which you can speak to your soulmate in dreams and experience their dreams with them. You can feel physical and emotional feelings too, and if they die without warning, it is likely you will die as well..

When: End of Season 2 and skipping to the end of Season 3

Word Count: 2170

A/N: My first ever Dean Winchester fic. Hopefully there will be more! I literally cried while writing this and I hope you darling readers feel the same emotion behind it. 

Warnings: A shit ton of angst and I swear

Italics are reader POV or flashback, everything else is Dean

Enjoy and reblog my friends :)

Originally posted by all-you-need-is-spn

“Hey there hot shot,” she smiles at me. She is bathed in a warm glow that I have come to associate with this place.

“Hey yourself gorgeous,” I reply with a small smile and a sigh.

Every night we start like this. And it’s the best night of my life every night that I see her shining face. The life Sam and I live, we don’t have time for dating or chicks besides one night stands. But now that I have Y/N, I don’t even do that anymore. Why would I need to hook up with random girls in bars when Y/N is waiting for me every night in my dreams?

I go to her, kiss her deeply and hold her tight to my chest. I haven’t slept in 2 days, I’ve missed her, and she can tell.

“You wanna talk about it Dean?”

I can barely hear her, her face is buried in my chest. That’s one of my favorite things about Y/N. She never pesters me about what happened or what’s wrong. She just knows that something is off and let’s me tell her about it on my terms. When dad died I was angry and guilty and she didn’t even ask about it. She just held me and told me she loved me.

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sentence prompts ➝ in this moment
  • ❛ This is our eternity. ❜
  • ❛ I was never good enough. ❜
  • ❛ Will you be the death of me? ❜
  • ❛ I’ve been drowning in questions, over and over again. ❜
  • ❛ Just look at me and say goodbye. ❜
  • ❛ I know you’re by my side. ❜
  • ❛ The only promise I could make you is that my promise is a lie. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know how I’ll get through this. ❜
  • ❛ My beautiful liar, why are you crying? ❜
  • ❛ I love you for always driving me insane. ❜
  • ❛ Can I give you just a taste? ❜
  • ❛ I don’t need you to save me. ❜
  • ❛ You’re dangerous, so keep your distance. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll tell you exactly what you want. Teach you to behave. ❜
  • ❛ Come on, inside my room. ❜
  • ❛ I would walk through flames for you. ❜
  • ❛ And in your hate, I find love. ❜
  • ❛ I’m not gonna change. So stay out of my way. ❜
  • ❛ Can we run away now and hide from tomorrow? ❜
  • ❛ These voices are killing me. ❜
  • ❛ All my life I was afraid to die but now I come alive. ❜
  • ❛ It’s been a beautiful tragedy. ❜
  • ❛ We wanted peace but you brought this war. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll be the best you ever had. ❜
  • ❛ You’ll never know what it is you’ve done to me. ❜
  • ❛ We’re not gonna stop tonight. We’re gonna burn this city down. ❜
  • ❛ I know that I can survive this. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t want to wake from this. ❜
  • ❛ You know where to meet me and you know just what I need. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t try and stop me now. ❜
  • ❛ I’m so tired of you telling me how to live and what I should not be. ❜
  • ❛ Take me away tonight, just me with you. ❜
  • ❛ Let me hear you scream. ❜
  • ❛ I crave excess, turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck. ❜
  • ❛ You’re cutting into me. ❜
  • ❛ There’s just something about you. It feeds the addict in me. ❜
  • ❛ It’s haunting, that hold that you have over me. ❜
  • ❛ Release me from these memories. ❜
  • ❛ Let me tell you how I want it. ❜
  • ❛ I know how this will end so I’m turning away now. ❜
  • ❛ Why does fear dominate when all we want is peace? ❜
  • ❛ I’m only here for one thing. ❜
  • ❛ You and me. We’re gonna be alright. ❜
  • ❛ There’s a look in your eyes, I know just what that means. ❜
  • ❛ I feel you growing closer. I feel you in the air. ❜
  • ❛ These memories run through my veins. ❜
  • ❛ You never once have doubted me. ❜
  • ❛ I’m the person you’ve been thinking about. The one thing you can’t live without. ❜
  • ❛ The strong will fight and the weak will run. ❜
  • ❛ You love me for everything you hate me for. ❜
  • ❛ I found a world where we are free. ❜
  • ❛ You know I’m always there with you. ❜
  • ❛ I love the way you dominate and you violate me. ❜
  • ❛ It’s true, I was waiting for a sign. ❜
  • ❛ You won’t forget me. I will haunt you until the truth unfolds. ❜
  • ❛ I’m the one that you need and fear. ❜
  • ❛ Tell me why we’re lying here on the floor. ❜
  • ❛ I am falling down the rabbit hole. ❜
  • ❛ Endless days and nights I wait for you. ❜
  • ❛ You’re so pretty, dripping sin. ❜
  • ❛ I’m just what you need, the perfect disease. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t know how hard I fought to survive. ❜
  • ❛ I still believe in the good and I still believe in the light. ❜
  • ❛ You left me there alone. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll have you down on your knees. I’ll have you begging for more. ❜
  • ❛ I was my own worst enemy. ❜
  • ❛ Take me, pull me all around. Break me, I’m yours. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll taste you until I can’t. ❜
  • ❛ You’re beautiful and sick like me. ❜
  • ❛ I want you biting down on me. ❜
  • ❛ You’ll still love me. Dead or alive. ❜
  • ❛ I am the misery you crave and you, you are my faithful enemy. ❜
  • ❛ I’m yours to have and to hold. ❜
  • ❛ No matter where you run, you cannot hide from me. ❜
  • ❛ Is it sick of me to need control of you? ❜
  • ❛ Even in these chains, you can’t stop me. ❜
  • ❛ What I would give just to be with you. ❜
  • ❛ I thank you for the moments of your life. And never giving up on me. ❜
  • ❛ You run through my veins. ❜
  • ❛ Stay the fuck out of my head! ❜
  • ❛ There’s nothing I won’t do to show you, I would sacrifice my dying breath for you. ❜
  • ❛ Let me sleep away these memories within. ❜
  • ❛ Shut your dirty, dirty mouth. ❜
  • ❛ Baby, go ahead. I’ll be the villain you can blame. ❜
  • ❛ Hello, are you listening? Can you hear me? ❜
  • ❛ They will never know all the blood we shed. ❜
  • ❛ We knew it was meant to be, but never meant to last. ❜
  • ❛ The wrath of your hate has returned. ❜
  • ❛ Not even death could take me away from you. ❜
  • ❛ I am your sinner, I am your whore. ❜
  • ❛ I know you had to go, it’s my war not yours. ❜
  • ❛ Even if the world ignites into flames, you’ll be right here by my side. ❜
  • ❛ We have to end the hate. ❜
  • ❛ This sufferings my blessing. ❜
  • ❛ You’re gonna listen to what I say this time. ❜
  • ❛ Determination is pushing me. Perseverance is what I bleed. ❜
  • ❛ I’m drowning in solitude again. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t know the torture. You don’t know the pain. ❜
  • ❛ I still can see your eyes believing in your love for me as you watched me die. ❜
  • ❛ The time has come for me to say goodbye. ❜
  • ❛ I wanted to believe in you. ❜
  • ❛ These faces come and go and all I do is think of you. ❜
  • ❛ I hate you for the way you smile when you look at me. ❜
  • ❛ You think if I bleed, it can save you. ❜
  • ❛ As your sky starts to fall, you realize you’re standing alone. ❜
  • ❛ This confession is killing me again. ❜
  • ❛ Take my hand, show me the way. And never bring me back here. ❜
  • ❛ I know you’ll never understand me. ❜
  • ❛ In my dreams last night, I saw your face. You held me and washed away my tears. ❜
Do Not Touch

Characters: Castiel, reader, Dean, Sam, Naomi

Pairing: Castiel x reader

Warnings: angst, blood, violence

Word count: 2181

Summary: the Angels kidnap you as an attempt to lure out Castiel so they can recruit him to work for heaven again.

“Stop!” You screamed as Naomi pulled your broken body through the warehouse. She had captured you as an attempt to lure out Castiel and the Winchesters, and she and the other angels didn’t hold back on hurting you.

“Stay still, Y/N!” She commanded, “stop struggling.”

You continued to walk with her into a room with a lighting fixture creaking in the ceiling above you as she forced you into a seat and tied you to it. Your wrists were bound together as were your ankles and your body was tied tightly to the chair.

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La Dispute // all our bruised bodies and the whole heart shrinks

So now tell me how your story goes. Have you ever suffered?
If so, did you get better or have you never quite recovered from it?
Did you find your lover laying in your bedroom with another and then
Did you let it hover over you and everything else well after the fact?

Show me all your bruises. I know everybody wears them.
They broadcast the pain–how you hurt, how you reacted.
Did cancer take your child? Did your father have a heart attack?
Have you had a moment forced the whole heart to grow or retract?

Or just shrink.
Does the heart shrink?

Tell me everything. Tell me everything you know.

Were you told as a child how cruel the whole world can be?
Did anybody ever tell you that?
Tell me what your purpose is? Who it was that put you here and why?
Did anybody really put you here at all?
And what of those necessities? Like how to cope with tragedy and pain?
Did anybody ever show you how?
When it hits will my heart burst or break or grow strong?
Is there really only one way to know now?

I’m not sure if I’m ready yet to find out the hard way
How strong I am. What I’m made of.
I’m not sure if I’m ready yet to walk through the fire.
I’m not sure I can handle it.
Do you think if the heart keeps on shrinking
One day there will be no heart at all?
And how long does it take?
Am I better off just bursting or breaking?
Because I don’t see my heart getting strong.

Tell your stories to me. Show your bruises.
Let’s see what humanity is capable of handling.

She lost her kid, only seven, to cancer. She answered with faith in her god and carried on,
While he was attacked by his son and was stabbed in his stomach and his back and his arms.
He showed me scars.
82 years old, told me, “I still have my daughter and my wife. And I still have
My life and my son.”

Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine.
Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleepat night.
Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No,
Tell me that you’re terrified of life.
Tell me that it’s difficult to not think of death sometimes.
Tell me how you lost. Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left.
Tell me how you lost everything that you had.
Tell me that it ain’t ever coming back.
Tell me about God. Tell me about love.
Tell me that it’s all of the above.
Say you think of everything in fear.
I bet you’re not the only one does.

Everyone in the world comes at some point to suffering.
I wonder when I will. I wonder.
Everyone is out searching for someone or something.
I wonder what I’ll find. I wonder.