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inconsequence) wrote2016-11-16 10:30 pm
inconsequence) wrote2016-11-16 10:30 pm
cr chart.
 "You just wanted to see me suffer, didn't you?" ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ϟ - ⊗ - ∴ - 💔 - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ [artist] | Floundering attempts at making some sort of sense Striving for significance In a universe that will not give a shit The myth of Sisyphus Authenticity is important, but I'm not sure who I am anymore I'm at the point now where I'm also doubting who I was before The arbitrary nature of thought leaves me alone and paranoid Synonyms for a void Nobody belongs, time brings invalidation. Find selfish solace in mutual trepidation The absurd condition of human existence A struggle to embrace I do not get the point that I am supposed to miss The passive submission or preferred resistance Just give me breathing space The meaning I used to find Overanalyzed, displaced Dispense your goals and actions into something trivial Pick apart pointless projects, my brain sings with vitriol I don't reflect, I destroy with thinking The examined life is not worth living Look at my sad life in detail and you'll see it is a comedy Sometimes I wish I was a goat |
| 💔 THE FALLEN CHILD 💔 There are souls that in their narrowness blame the whole world. But overwhelm such a soul with MERCY, give it love, and it will curse what it has done, for there are so many germs of good in it. |
| The first human to fall, and the catalyst of many, many things. As someone who unrepentantly and completely despises humanity, being human themself felt like the lowest insult, a great cosmic curse. Humans are selfish, callous, bitter, and cruel, and the most any of them can hope for is the possibility that their deaths may serve some sort of higher purpose. Giving their SOUL over to monsters, placing themself on the proverbial sacrificial pyre, was Chara's attempt to live up to everything they were meant to be; the future of humans and monsters. The angel who has seen the surface. They are no angel. Their plan went horribly awry. They ruined everything. And this proved something Chara had known all along: Humans really are awful. After witnessing the breaking of the barrier and the freeing of monsters through Frisk's eyes, Chara accepted that they would never repair the many, many things they ruined. The Dreemurrs are still separated, torn apart by their grief for the son Chara stole from them and committed to the dust. Frisk still had to suffer for the sins of their predecessors. And, most damning of all, Chara knew they were the last threat to everyone's happiness. Frisk and Asriel can have their happy ending. Chara has no right to take what they do not deserve. |
∴ home | ღ family | ♥ friend | ₪ from elsewhere | 〷 complicated | ✔ trusted | ||
| ✘ hatred | ∆ forgettable | ¿ uncertain | ★ acquaintance | ❖ warm acquaintance | ☒ keep watch | ||
| ⚑ afraid | ϟ threat | ⟲ knows of powers | 💔 kill | ⊗ be killed | ❱ avoidance |
♡ dropped ♡
angel ♥ borderlands
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[artist]
I can't be alone here
I can't be the only one who feels
Like I'm going nowhere
Just wishing somehow this dream will carry me
And I'll swear just one last time
They say the world is your so Imma make it mine
'Cause nothing is stopping you
You can set the world on fire
Nothing is stopping you
And if I go out I'll go out screaming
It's all or nothing
It's all or nothing
It's all or nothing
And it's here
Right now
And you've been waiting for so long
Forget fear
And just run
Your past won't catch you now
It's all or nothing
It's all or nothing
Why did god create a dual universe? So he might say ‘Be not like me. I am alone.' And it might be heard.
Perhaps things would have been different.
lúcio correia dos santos ♥ overwatch
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[artist]
We've been here so long
Still I remember the rainy September
We are green and grey
The longness of semper, still I remember
Contact
Riding on our shiny metal horses
Singing a rider's song
One of us will be forgotten
The other will be wrong
Two, four, one, ten
Two, four, one, ten
Am I transmitting?
Is anyone listening?
Contact
When I think of you
Your name's in the sky
Ninety feet high
Contact
Two, four, one, ten
Two, four, one, ten
Am I still willing
To foot all this billing?
Contact
You are always afraid that the good things in your life are temporary, that someone can take them away, because you have no power beyond your own brute strength to stop them.
asriel dreemurr ♥ undertale
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ღ- ❱ - 〷 - ❱ -✔- ❱ - ⚑ - ❱[artist]
When will I know
When it is right
You're always trying to forget
You're always wanting to pretend
I see right through your selfish ways
A truth that I don't want to face
This was never what I had in mind
I know now that this just isn't right
Why fake that it's so right
But it's easier to fade away
Why can't I do this right?
It's easier to fake
But harder to forget
Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely. Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.
They should have learned their lesson before. They really can do nothing but hurt him, and their presence has only made things worse.