
"How heavy is thine heart, and for which God do you carry a soul?" they/she • 21+
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Does anyone else get these sudden moments of reality followed by utter despair when you truly realize he is not here anymore and all you can do is cry your eyes out?
to finish off the trilogy of Uruha being LOUD in Ride with the Rockers and Aoi not helping out except for when it's convenient also featuring: mic sharing
fuck the dc pride parade, they let israelies not only wave their flag of genocide and apartheid, but one of those devils was even marching with a sign that read "WHEN IS THE PRIDE PARADE IN GAZA AGAIN?"




In a world full of darkness and hopelessness you created something beautiful. People who can do that live forever.
Being a young adult is so strange. You enter a coffee shop. The 20 year old girl waiting behind you cried all night because she just came to a new city for university and she feels so alone. That 27 year old guy over there works a job he is overqualified for, he lives with his parents and wants to move out but doesn't know what to do about it. That one 24 year old dude already has a car, a house, and a job waiting for him once he graduates thanks to his dad's connections. The 26 year old barista couldn't complete his higher education because he has to work and take care of his family. The 28 year old girl sitting next to you has no friends to go out with so she is texting her mother. That couple (both 25 years old) are married and the girl is pregnant. The 29 year old writing something on her laptop has realized that she chose the wrong major so she is trying to start all over. We are not alone in this, but we are actually so alone. Do you feel me
This has truly screwed me up. It's been two days and I'm still breaking down in tears every time I think about his presence.
My heart feels heavier than it has in years. He should have had more time. He was only 42.
He was only 42. And he's gone.
for anyone looking, the messages have been translated by wasteland_trans on twitter 💜
kai // aoi // uruha // ruki
I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money.
“A scam” people are fucking wild.







Jesus Loves You
But Not Enough To Save You.. †
To every Sixth Gun and Heresy member: I am personally holding your hands
To Reita’s friends, family, and bandmembers: thank you for sharing him with us
“You shouldn’t self-ID as ADHD/autistic, you’re turning a very real mental condition into a trend” Ok then stop saying delulu. Stop speculating on which cluster C personality disorder the criminals you hear about on the news have. Stop saying “schizoposting” and “acoustic” and “is it restarted?” Stop using “psycopath” and “sociopath” as catch-all ways of calling someone a bad person. Stop saying “the intrusive thoughts won” when you bleach your hair and then turn your nose up at people who suffer from very real, very scary urges of physical/sexual violence. Stop saying “I’m so OCD” as a way of calling yourself neat. Stop treating BPD/ASPD/Bipolar as inherently abusive. Stop saying “OP I am living in your walls” without tagging for unreality. Stop diagnosing complete strangers you’ve never met on r/AITA with NPD.
You first. If you don’t want our disabilities to be treated like trends then stop belittling and minimising them. I’ll NEVER judge a person for trying find labels for their symptoms when an apathetic, racist, sexist, ableist healthcare system refuses to. But I will absolutely judge a hypocrite. Which a lot of you are

RIP. You helped me through the most difficult years of my life. Thank you for everything.
It's been ten hours and I still can't stop crying. I haven't slept. I haven't stopped feeling that heavy weight in my soul.
Meeting him and being able to shake his hand in 2016 was a literal once in a lifetime opportunity and I'll never take it for granted. Fuck.

If there is a god, he will beg for my mercy. I do not need God’s forgiveness. He needs mine.
Rachel Cain

Emanuel Oberhauser (detail)









bitter aloe adorned with the webs of a dome spider (Cyrtophora moluccensis)

can ppl making horror movies make anything else other than possessed nuns and demons. every single horror movie lately is about demons and catholic imagery. I need something different!!!!