who tags that anymore

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Keith is taking his job srsly and I’m glad about that

first time doing a comic it’s 4:30 am and I’m dead 

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times have changed

When a tarot reading gives you the answer you didn’t want but down in your heart you know it’s right

Originally posted by collegepsychexperiment

I am haunted.
Haunted by the ghost of the woman I was too afraid to become. 
And I’m the one who killed her. 

I smothered her.
Left her gasping and screaming for air underneath the same white sheets that I rest upon every night. 
You’ll see no blood. 
You’ll see no evidence of a struggle. 
Her body rots between the cracks in my ribcage. 
This is where I hold her prisoner. 

There was no funeral. 
No “goodbye”. 
Just my silent mourning. 
I wear black in the bags under my eyes. 
This haunting is exhausting. 
This haunting is unlike any other. 

You see, my hands are her hands 
and maybe this is why everyone I touch 
remains unmoved. 
Maybe this is why everything I write 
becomes an elegy. 

To her: I’m sorry. But you never had a chance. 
To her: I’m sorry for letting you rot before you ever had the chance to bloom. 
Here lies she whose face haunts me everywhere I turn.
—  a personal elegy
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1.24.17 // 1/100 days of productivity; starting off the challenge with some sweet annotations of titus andronicus for my renaissance tragedy lit class!! now onto readings for political theory and revising the spanish subjunctive 

I Lost It (Part 1 of 3)

Summary: We follow Bucky as he describes the three times in his life where he has ‘lost it’ with you. 

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader (from Bucky’s POV)

Warnings: bumbling Bucky, none for this part, fluff?… idk reader beware

Word Count: 1,000ish

A/N: So, instead of quitting, I’m gonna to post instead. This is tiny, little, mini-series to dip my toes back into the water. I’d LOVE to get some feedback and be re-inspired to create once again. Gonna try to finish the next two parts in the next day or so. 

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

I must’ve missed the ignition ten times from how bad my hands were trembling. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. It was time. I just couldn’t have her as my girlfriend anymore. So, dinner was planned —somewhere very public— a handkerchief folded neatly in my pocket, and every move I made felt surreal. The last five years had flown by.

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- Why am I still alive?
- I don’t know.

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may (listen to on spotify)

i. hard times, paramore; ii. temperamental love, bridgit mendler feat. devontee; iii. now or never, halsey; iv. liability, lorde; v. call me out, sarah close; vi. life of the party, all time low; vii. andromeda, gorillaz feat. d.r.a.m.; viii. young and menace, fall out boy; ix. lover’s lies, naomi scott; x. palace, hayley kiyoko; xi. can’t bring this down, bridgit mendler feat. pell