me making biscuits at 3 am in the morning.
me: *ominous chanting about biscuits*
my sister: are you okay?
me: uh, yeah, you want a biscuit?
my sister: no, I’m good, but why are they in the shape of ghosts
my sister: it’s January
me: your point being?
my sister: *slowly walks out the kitchen, mumbling quietly* i don’t even know why i asked
Bonnie: Do you vampires just use your teeth to make a puncture wound and then suck, or are your teeth like straws?
Damon: Bonnie it’s 3 a.m. Please go to sleep.
Kai, from the window: Just answer the question, Damien.
Damon and Bonnie: *DEMONIC SCREECHING*
Kai: Calm down guys. It’s me.
I have to many feelings
due to excessive orv stalking, every picture of lucien with blood or lucien in white (lab) coats is kim dokja now. n i cant unsee it
late night questions, 3 AM tea time, and the unique anxiety that has visited me in the month of january.
come and have a cup of tea with me.
Maybe most of my current issues come from the fact that it’s been more than 2 years since I last cut my own hair impulsively at 3 am
FALL OUT BOY + BEING REMEMBERED
Inspired by another post I saw on here, but I’ve been thinking and people always seem to want artists to try new things? Or that seems to be the general perception. And I think that’s important to be able to explore artistic freedom. But like, I would absolutely love it if Taylor Swift released another 5 albums just like Folklore and if Third Eye Blind released another album like their debut album. Maintaining the same vibes isn’t a bad thing at all, especially when it works so well
I just wanna feel happy again
Where did all the normal people go?
FALL OUT BOY + WANTING OVER THE YEARS
How the fuck did you make it this far without looking at yourself?
You don’t love yourself enough to try to look out for your health?
You cover up your pain by looking stronger than everyone else.
No one sees the pain inside that you’ve always felt?
Being an athlete was a bandaid that covered your trauma.
You made your mind up to choose her, but all she’s in is drama?
And you love her with all of you and don’t want to disappoint mama
Because, You chose to show up and take her innocence from her.
You hurt, little ass boy, not man enough to prom her.
Years go by and you feel dumber.
Should you have left that summer?
Because you didn’t feel like a man… fuck
What a bummer
If you’ve never felt love motherfucker do you love her?!
You tried holding on.
You’ve never felt this, it was strong
So you told yourself you had 4 years to become a man on your own
My God, you were wrong
Young boy, I was wrong
I should’ve been gone
Was just a grown boy all along.
Heart in the right place
Penis accepting calls on the phone
Cuz when you gave me your back at night I still felt all alone.
I can’t change my mistakes or the harm that I had done
Of all the people I’ve hurt I wish like hell you weren’t the one!
I adored you like the earth does the sun!
When I said your name all I thought of was a son!
When I put you before God, the devil knew he had won.
That’s when you told me you were done
And I went and grabbed my gun.
Contemplated pulling the trigger
I had lost who I was.
The only thing that saved my life was the thought of my mama cleaning my blood.
I still died that day..
Baptized that day..
My brother called me later that day to say
That I had to move away…
Is to much to ask for for my life to be in danger and than my true love comes and rescues me?