Hadrianthomas - Hadrian's Insides

You are truly beautiful. Yes, you are.

And you are not even real. It's a sweetness in the air, an old yet new fleeting image from a forgotten memory, a breathtaking instant and fast beat skipped, a painful sensation longing to rest in my body forever. This cruel desire is killing me slowly, because I will never know if it loves me back. Even if it did, I'd be lost in myself too much to care or notice.

This eternal melody created by my imagination is winning the game, but I won't lose either.

I would never have dreamed this. Yet I discover mysefl dreaming it constantly, when the sudden urge appears. While my world is shattering, as I try to ignore it. What are you, spirit? Why do you keep appearing near me? Too close. Too real.

I am afraid.

Is it real, my desires, or is it mere envy? Is it possibly both?

Don't answer me, not today, not tomorrow.

Because I want to keep dreaming you just a little more.

‘howl’

Part 1

Aaaaaaaaaaaa I have been hyping over The Song of Achilles lately and decided to make some DRAWINGSSSSSSS depicting some scenes in the book, relatively: The Olympic game, Achilles meets Patroclus in the storeroom, The Lyre lesson, The rose-quartz cave and Achilles on Skyros yasssssss Hope I ̶a̶̶m̶ ̶m̶̶o̶̶t̶̶i̶̶v̶̶a̶̶t̶̶e̶̶d̶ ̶e̶̶n̶̶o̶̶u̶̶g̶̶h̶ to draw moreeeeeeeee

hey fellow trauma blogs, usually I don’t directly reach out like this, but something has been on my mind recently and I wanna know if other people experience this.

do you ever... forget that you’re traumatized? I mean yeah it’s hard to forget the event that traumatized you, I know, but do you forget what you experienced ISNT normal? or maybe not even that, you forget that certain event affected you really badly, and when you notice your strange habits or behavior you link it back to that event and remember “oh yeah! it’s because that traumatized me”. do you ever have moment of thinking you’re normal suddenly come crashing down when you remember how badly you were once victimized?

these are things I experience often, and I feel it could put my heart at ease to know others feel like this. it may even help them a little to know that while it’s upsetting it’s happening to them, they aren’t alone in their experience with trauma.

Everybody needs a ghost of their own

PETER PAN, 1953

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𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ☕️

Now’s a good time to stay in, and stare out into space…