Forever - Blog Posts
“Maybe forever was a word meant for memories not people.”
-unknown
Maybe forever wasn’t for us,
perhaps what we have right now
is all we’re meant to have...
is that so bad?
Let’s live forever right now,
love like there will be no tomorrow.
All we really need is right now.
MSI
<Right Now>
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Ummmm #awesome!! been #waiting #forever #instamusic #iggyazalea #omg #awestruck #funtimes #instapopular #instafame #lol #luvit #snazzy #wowzers #yabuddy #music #excited #obsessed #itunes #ima #dork
forever searching for a better supernatural show than btvs. newsflash, there isn't one!
the problem with watching buffy the vampire slayer for the first time when you're 13 is that it will fundamentally reshape your brain chemistry to the point where literally all fiction becomes buffy the vampire slayer in different fonts. "watch another show!" you might say, and believe me i have! i promise i've watched many other shows since i was 13. but the problem is that all those other shows as well as films, books, podcasts etc. are simply deviations of buffy the vampire slayer to me. it's the holy text, the primary source. everything else is just commentary.
Mr Van Houten
Ben iyi bir insanım ama berbat bir yazarım. Sen berbat bir insansın ama iyi yazarsın. Bence iyi bir takım oluruz. Lütfen bunu düzeltin, Hazel için anma konuşması. Benden yazmamı istedi ve bende çabalıyorum. Ama biraz sihir iyi olurdu. Mesele şu ki hepimiz hatırlanmak isteriz. Ama Hazel farklı. Hazel gerçeğin farkında. O, bir milyon hayran istemedi. O sadece bir tane istedi ve isteğine kavuştu da. Belki genişce sevilmedi ama derinden sevildi. Çoğumuzdan daha fazlasını yaşamak değil midir bu zaten? Hazel hastalandığında öldüğümün farkındaydım ama söylemek istemedim. Yoğun bakımdayken 10 dakikalığına içeri sızdım ve onunla oturdum, ta ki yakalanana dek. Gözleri kapalıydı. Rengi solmuştu. Ama elleri hala onun elleriydi. Hala sıcaktı ve tırnaklarında koyu lacivert bir oje vardı. Onları öylece tutdum ve ne kadar değersiz bir dünya ola bileceğini anladım. O kadar güzel ki. Ona bakmakdan sıkılmazsınız. "Benden zeki mi?" diye paranoya yapamazsınız çünkü zeki. Kalp kırmadan komik ola biliyor. Onu seviyorum. Öyle bir seviyorum ki. Onu sevdiğim için o kadar şanslıyım ki Van Houten. İncinip incinmeyeceğine dair tercih yapma şansın yok ama seni kimin incitebileceğini seçebilirsin. Ben seçimlerimden memnunum. Umarım o da memnundur . . .
~ Okay Hazel Grace ?
~ Okay.
Movement of life
I get really giddied up when I think about the people we meet in life. The way the universe/god places people in our path. The connections we share and when we are in sync with another being, this is so mind blowing. These people will leave a footprint in our heart, these important people can either stay in our life or they leave in the physical realm. But it doesn't matter that they leave because being able to live in the moment and accepting that circumstances may chance will leave you in a peaceful state of mind. They will always be there in your heart, because they helped form your heart. There’s no getting over that.
@cool-girlmonologue
me n the girls on a night out
Just want to put this out here before they kill April off - Jackson Avery will not love another woman they way he loved(s) April Kepner. She is, and always will be, the mother of his children, his best friend, his soulmate, his favourite person. She is his great love. And no matter what the writers try to say, no one will ever be able to change that.
to not accidentally appear creepy and overzealous, I will now spend three months pretending I don't love you and don't think about you all the time. Until you're convinced I'm not cool but heartless and loses any interest you had. Also I don't think you could ever be interested in me, so I just accept it and start writing anonymously on Tumblr instead. All because I have poor sense of time and timing thanks to ADHD and for me it was happiness, like no time at all has passed.
I love these two so much, I remember creating Sadira back in middle school. Then I forgot her and she just kinda faded and was forgotten. Now she's back and hot dang she has never looked better. She's the oldest character out of any I've ever made that I remember and her progression and new maturity has proved how much I've grown as a writer. As a person. Ulyesses as well, kinda, he's grown but his vocabulary of curse words just grew. Anyway, these two are my otp and thus piece was very ambitious. I waited months and every minute, day, was worth it. They look so amazing and that word doesn't even cover it. This is my background for every electronical device I have. Thank you, for making them look better than ever, for accepting this commission when it rejected by a few others. You have done them a great honor and I love it so much. I keep noticing new details every time I look at it. P.s. @janeopries your tags are gold
Finished commission for @sinedra! ♡ This is their character Sadira and @janeopries’ character Ulyesses. I loved their story and had a lot of fun drawing them (while listening to sad florence + the machine songs of course). Thank you so much for commissioning me!
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y’all ever see a piece of fan content about your favorite character that is so horrifically different from what you personally believe and you just
Fragile Pieces
Trust is a fragile piece of paper
And you seem to have a hole puncher in your back pocket at all times
A lighter at hand as well
Punching, ripping, burning my once whole paper
Leaving me with a sad little snippet
A little crumpled up, even after a lot of smoothing
There’s this pathetic peace of paper I’m holding onto
It’s not much
And it won’t last forever
But I won’t give up
Because I can still read the words
Scrawled in your handwriting
“I love you”
Trust is a fragile piece of paper
And as long as it’s marked by you
My pitiful peace of paper
Will stay with me
At all times
Happiness over relationships,
forever from now on
~ honestlywhatfor
Shine on
“I love looking at the night sky”
“You do? Weren’t you always scared of the dark?”
“I was- I mean I still am, but look how bright everything up there seems to be. Isn’t it amazing to know that most of these stars don’t even exist anymore, but their light still travels through space and brightens our nights? Something that’s long gone and still shows us its beauty.”
“That surely is wonderful.”
“I know, right?”
“But then what about the moon? It needs to be shown off by the sun, can’t even shine by itself and still - everyone is amazed by it. Isn’t that unfair?”
“Some grace needs help to blossom. I love the moon and everything about it. These nightly rays that light up the dark and then feeling them shine on me - that makes me feel magical.”
“You are magical.”
“Don’t you dare try to make this about me. It’s about the beauty of the universe.”
“But why? When I feel your eyes on me I feel magical, I feel like you help me blossom every single day and I for sure guarantee you that your beauty will forever shine on in this universe.”
“Don’t be silly, I ain’t got no shine. And it won’t be seen forever in no universe.”
“In my universe it will.”