Father - Blog Posts
painted by me, based on art I saw on Google (below), don't know the artists, if anyone does, please let me know so I can credit them
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I wonder if our parents know how well we know them?
I will elaborate when I can put this into words
look at the oreo brownies I made for father's day
I feel like Ghost would be the type of dad to keep his kid on a leash
Seeing this in the middle of the lesson is bad thing... It is so... So emotional scene, so beautiful 😭😭😭
How to stop crying? 😭
Tony and Morgan in Avengers: Endgame deleted scene!
puppeteer.
That kind man, forged from a generational habit of skillful deceit, found his way into the unguarded chambers of my mind; with his soft words, he carved and morphed the memories that his Hyde had inflicted on me; what resulted was near insanity, as what I knew to be truth, what I knew to be reality, crumbled. I had --- and still have --- moments where the very fabric of reality seems to be wearing thin, and I can see no difference between reality and these captivating, yet nonetheless dreadful, memories. As years passed, and Jekyll continued to wear thin the cognizant layer of my mind, I had more and more moments where I seemed to slip from my body; not in a paranormal way, but in the way of one who knows not who she is --- what she is. What she means.
Confusion. Hysteria.
An evolutionary and well-developed terror at the thought of my captor and those calloused hands that molded my torture. Delirium because the vividities of last night were mere dreams, mania because yesterday's twisted events never happened.
Half-assed apologies over text, disorienting "I love you"s slipped under doorways post-episode; a huge sheet of unlined, white paper, with crude sharpie scribblings and an effortless, three-featured smiley face. "Sorry if you think..." "Sorry that you feel...but..."
A doctor could say someone's guilty. A prosecutor would say you're guilty. Yet here I am, doing nothing.
Ah, trauma bonds.
I must not waste my own love on a love that shouldn't have been. And yet here I am, crying more for my father, who still lives, than for any dead being. There are not tears enough in the ocean with which to express my cries; not enough fire on all the earth to succumb my rage; not enough beauty in this world to make up for the illusory treasure I have forever lost. I must hold my head high and acknowledge gone. I must hold my head high and acknowledge forever. It was not meant to be. I am not dissonant enough to believe there is some higher, divine purpose to this injustice. But I am no longer foolish enough to give him all of my love. I am no longer foolish enough to sell myself to a soul so loveless that it cannot survive without a vessel. It is over. He is gone.
father and daughter
Mal: who are you?
Hades: Your father
Mal: the one who left me 17 years ago?
Hades: I can explain everything.
Mal: Explain it.
Hades: I left you 17 years ago
Daddy, I mean, daddy, I mean, daddy, I mean-
Paul McCartney signing the papers to dissolve The Beatles, 1974
Вы не подумайте, просто радостный батя кинулся к сынуле, которого давно не видел
as the liquor crawls down your throat the phrase I love you is drunkenly forced out
fatherly compassion that only surfaces when the alcohol has engulfed your body
submerged so deeply in a drink that love is just another meaningless word
a silly phrase that slips off of your tongue with the sharp taste of whiskey
too intoxicated to hear the crack in my voice
when i tell you that I love you more
more than your addiction
more than myself
but my words are tossed into the trash
clinking with empty bottles
colliding with conversations you don’t recall
memories of an absent father that loosely maneuver through my conscience
I have to compete with a $58 bottle of bourbon
but you seem to love being numb more than raising your daughter
it’s alright dad
i’ll carry the both of us out of this mess
maybe one day when you wake up you’ll thank me for it
but for now, I love you and I can spare enough love for the both of us
A preview of the spot illustrations I did for @fmacookbookzine !!
I got to illustrate @rosenmarille‘s recipe titled Philosopher’s Stone Sour Cherry Syrup!! I’ve seen pictures and look delicious!!
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