Anonymous asked:

I'm sure tomorrow will be kick arse and you'll rock it. You've got everything you need to smash through the day. Try not to worry about tomorrow. Just do what is goid for you right now, what you need right now and remember to reward yourself.

Thanks man. I really appreciate the positive energy :3
Unfortunately what will make me sad is an event entirely out of my control and have recently realised it is incoming and inevitable, and need to try and distance myself from it. Which is very difficult. YAY rewards cant say no to those

This is sensitive, and fragile. It is threads between my fingers straining and about to snap. With every movement of my wrists and palms, pressure tugs at my fingertips and I feel the threads lose there grip. Tightening and loosening, trying to work with the motion but struggling beneath the strength of muscle.
We put on this jumper, feeling it’s warmth in the cool winter air. But only now have I realised the material from which it has always been made. Like thin spider webs, with the strength of dying grass, I hold onto the dregs of something that was so happily held together. It always consisted of those things. Was always made of dying, organic material. But somehow we forgot that. Forgot the reality of the situation. Put aside the fact that spider webs wouldn’t keep us warm. Wrapped ourselves in dirt and smoke and somehow thought it was an alright idea. Now we protect ourselves, I protect myself, you protect yourself from something more. Something that would hurt even more.
Often I regret every moment in the wake of inevitable sorrow.

Anonymous asked:

Oh no!! What happened at work??

the other day when i was sad? ughdfjghaldkgh essentially the guy i like who probs doesnt like me back told me that me working as a dancer makes him really sad and stuff and we had this massive d&m about it and i generally was just in an absolutely horribly depressed mood that i honestly coudlnt stop crying. it wa pretty shit. i ended up making quite a bit of money though, o maybe i had something up there looking out for me…

hkirkh:

godotal:

broken body

"I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."

hkirkh:

godotal:

broken body

"I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."