Sad - Blog Posts
Thank you, say goodbye soon Though it’s the end of the world, don’t blame yourself now And if it’s true, I will surround you—
Genetically Predisposed To Sadness
Isn’t that just depression? But for an entire species?
I dunno why, but this is what comes in my head every time I listen to Hesitate from the Jonas Brothers…
You know now looking back to when I first played the walking dead game, I was confused as to why I like Clem and Lee so much (well besides the obvious facts that they're the main characters) Now I realized about a couple years later that it's because my Dad was a lot like Lee and that means I'm practically Clementine. I remember the first time I played Lee dying I didn't cry, all I got was mad, but now rewatching led to me breaking down into tears because I actually did lose my Father in 2015 luckily not in the way Clem lost Lee, but still. Also didn't help the fact that when Lee was turning, he actually sounded like my Dad.
Just watched the ending of Regular Show
I'm sad now because I've watched it since the beginning and now all that's left on Cartoon Network that's good is Adventure Time (which is ending too) and Steven Universe. This was such a great show with awesome music, I'm now sad it's over but at least we had it though. R.I.P. Regular Show, may you spin donuts into our hearts forever.
Mike Wozalski sings a sad song as a trio of Markipliers do ballet @markiplier (it's late and I'm sorry)
actually kill me. throw a brick at my head. launch me through a window. throw me down the stairs. literally kill me
You do IRL Quest too? My god, that series is underated af. Sucks that the English version is on a Daily Pass.
Anyway, aside from Eun-Sung, who else do you like?
Do-Un? The main character, I really like him, as well as that glasses guy? I forgot his name but he was introduced when Eun-Sung was also first introduced, I completely forgot their name cause I stopped reading at Chapter 14 because of school.
And yeah it really sucks, Webtoon had it on Daily Pass and that's why resorted to reading it on another website.
Ben!Roger Taylor x Reader
Anon: Heyyyy since you are taking requests, I’ve been wanting to see a Ben!roger x reader when he tells her that Freddie has been diagnosed with AIDS and how they cope together
A/N: So this is gonna be real sad, just prepare.
3rd person POV
As soon as Y/N saw the clock strike 1 am, she knew something was wrong. Roger was never home past 12:50 unless she was with him. Where was he?
She called the guys’ houses. No answer. She called the studio. They had left earlier.
She waited for hours until she heard the front door open. There were some loud footsteps and what sounded like furniture shifting. Y/N got off of the couch where she had been sitting, only to have Roger stumble around the corner.
She couldn’t figure out if he was drunk or tired or both. But, when Roger wrapped his arms around Y/N, she could see tears running down his face. He could barely keep himself standing. A sobbing Roger was not a common sight.
Y/N dragged Roger to the couch as best she could. She couldn’t stand seeing him like this. His slumped form on the couch still shook as he cried.
Sitting down on the couch, Y/N leaned into Roger and let him lay his head on her shoulder. From the moment Y/N sat down, Roger held onto her and wouldn’t let go.
“Rog love, do you want to tell me what happened?”
“I-he-it was just...”
“You never cry Rog, what’s wrong?”
Roger could barely get out a word without a sob racking body.
“It’s Fred.”
“Oh.”
“He’s...he’s got it.”
“What?”
“He’s sick Y/N.”
She wasn’t expecting that. Poor Freddie. Now not only was Roger crying, Y/N was beginning to let a few tears fall.
She could have tried being strong for Freddie and for Roger, but she too let herself collapse into Roger and cry.
“Y/N he’s got to get better. He just has to. I know he will.”
Y/N didn’t answer. They both knew the truth. But in that moment it was just quiet. It was better to be quiet.
They didn’t have to accept it yet.
“I’m so sorry Rog.”
“I am too love.”
They knew he wasn’t getting better. They feared the inevitable. But rather than discussing anything, they just held each other and didn’t let go. They never wanted to let go.
Post-Siege of Mandalore Ahsoka just makes me so sad.
Like, this is a girl who has been fighting for the better part of her rather short life. She’s gone from being a youngling to a soldier to an outcast to a soldier once again. And she was so close. Everything was going to be perfect, the Clone Wars would be over, and she would be what she’d always wanted to be, what she was meant to be. A peacekeeper. A Jedi.
But the Order fell. Her brothers turned on her. The Clone Wars did end, but nobody truly won. Ahsoka’s world crumbled, and yet she still has to keep fighting. Fighting the Empire, fighting Thrawn, fighting herself. It never ends. She never gets to see her masters or her brothers or her culture again. Ahsoka can never stop, because it isn’t in her blood to stop, it just isn’t possible for her. But it’s eating her up, and despite what some people may think, Ahsoka was never truly happy after that tragic day on an icy, unnamed moon. She left that girl, the young and joyful Jedi, in the snow alongside a pair of twin lightsabers.
and that just makes me really sad.
Was thinking about, Cure for the Common Universe last night...
Almost cried.
Would recommend.
Guess who's sad? Sad again. Ozzy's sad. Tell a friend.
okay sure, if Will gets vecna'd I'd love to see some intense angst. Whether it's being tortured with his crush on Mike, or getting to see the trauma Lonnie inflicted, I don't care. I just love some sad shit. BUT, I do think the funniest and saddest outcome would be if Will gets vecna'd and it has no effect. Like he just isn't scared. No matter what vecna shows him Will's just like, "Yeah, that sucked." And moves on. Because he's already done this. He's been having nightmares about the bullying, his dad, the upside down, since middle school. It's gotten to the point it barely fazes him. He just doesn't care anymore. And Henry just doesn't know what to fucking do with him. Like ???? what scares this kid?
It won't happen but like I can imagine it. Anyway the anxiety bout postings here so the end
Once again, the failed prototype takes a backseat to its creator's magnum opus. That's how it always happens.
A frame, gifted to me for my birthday sat empty because I had no friends and no fun memories with which to fill it.
They were put there instead.
"This is temporary."
It wasn't.
I used to shine so brightly, the brightest star in the sky, blocking out so many others. I was the pride of the galaxy. Now that I'm older, I've burned out and essentially been replaced. I lay here, wasting away with little to show for the time I've spent living.
I was gifted a frame once again. This time, it had something in it. A photo of the stars, the way they were in the sky over the place I was born, on the very night I was born.
Their photo sits on top of mine. In my frame.
How fitting. How poetic.
"Don't act like they're the favorite. Or like they have special privileges."
They clearly are, and they do.
I felt almost numb about it at first. I didn't want to be bothered by it, but I was. The tears fell immediately. I can barely complain about it. It always ends in my words being brushed off or a full blown argument. Never an apology or even an admission of wrongdoing.
How dare you. How dare you do this. It's such a small act, but the hate and disrespect feel earth shattering. I know I'm being dramatic, and it hurts that much more because of it. I know I sound crazy for crying and complaining about it. After all, it's a picture frame. It's not the end of the world. It feels like it, though. I'm literally nauseous.
"You have to toughen up. You can't be a soggy little sad sack."
I don't want to toughen up. People who have to steel themselves often lose their compassion, empathy, and patience. That's one of the many things I hate and fear. Those emotions don't disappear. They only fester and ferment until they bubble over. You could've had juice, and then maybe wine, but no. Now you have vinegar, and you can't just keep trying to hold it in. It will escape whether you like it or not. You can't keep pouring more juice into a full glass and expect it to not spill.
I shouldn't have to toughen up about this. Something so stupid shouldn't be happening in the first place. They knew the pictures were coming. They could've bought a new frame. They aren't expensive.
"His picture is from an achievement. Yours isn't. What do you need the frame for? You have no achievements and you haven't since you were younger."
I wanted to break the frame as soon as I saw the picture. Life has been kicking my ass, and I managed to keep my cool until I came home that terrible night and saw that photo.
Why do I have to be the broken, failed prototype? Why do I have to be defective? It isn't fair.
I don't want to be a productive member of society. I want to make my art, play my games, and rest. Every little thing overwhelms me.
Having to get up everyday and maintain my body is exhausting.
Maintaining relationships is exhausting.
Having to get up and work while looking presentable is exhausting.
I'm so tired of being demanded of anything and everything. And I know I probably won't be able to rest until I'm either old and senile or dead.
I didn't ask for this, yet here I am...Slowly rotting away. There's no time to truly enjoy life, work, and be both physically and mentally healthy simultaneously, for the majority of your time.
I just want to get out of here and find true joy.
Nobody Told Me This shit would suck so much
first job. walmart. sucks. I think i was mildly depressed before and maybe didn’t really notice; now i REALLY feel it. Ive been crying freaking rivers the past few days. especially before and after work. and its so hard to keep it mostly hidden. i felt guilty and useless before for not doing much with my time, but it hasnt really changed. im so tired and fucking upset. its so hard, but they tell me to be happy that im making so much for a place like walmart, i hate it. i never wanted to grow up and suffer, i just wanna feel okay. i wanna run away from all of this, maybe even disappear. this world is so painful. maybe im not cut out for all of this, i just wanna sleep
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there’s a chance I will have to get rid of this blog soon.
I have taken pics of some of my art and I’ll keep those safe, …I’m gonna have to get rid of my wattpad account and some other stuff… if I’m still here in two weeks then we’re all good but if it goes down… yeah , hopefully my next post won’t be a goodbye.
I was thinking of Ollie too but idk any for himmmm
Pet names they would call you
(Some of them have a little, some of them I don’t know at all. Please give suggestions if you have any and I will update this:)
💛Reginald💛: He can canonically speak Spanish and Russian so he’s probably call you things like “My love” or “my little troublemaker” in both Spanish and Russian
🩵Roxana🩵: Her little “computer virus” or “glitch bug.” (The computer virus one was from a previous ieytd post but I can’t find it. Help)
💚John Juniper💚: His idiot and the biggest nuisance he’s ever had to deal with. What else did you expect? (He still cares tho;)
💜Fabby💜: Her muse, the most beautiful piece of art she’s ever seen. I feel she’ll straight up just call you beautiful [cos you are:]
♥️Zor♥️: uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..anyone got anything…?
🧡Solaris🧡: Her shooting star, her eclipse, her sun (or moon)
(If you guys want more characters, put in some suggestions for them:)