My Djungleskog And I Against The World

This is a second blog I have, because my main blog is getting a bigger audience, and I really miss having like three readers who I was close to, so hopefully I can make some friends here!

I SEE YOU READING IT

I SEE THE HITS GO UP

I SEE NO ONE BRAVE ENOUGH TO KUDOS IT

You're telling me that Jason's partner doesn't sit at the dinner table with that dim fluorescent light with a Back to Black record playing, waiting for him to get back from patrol?

Precisely why I’m only venting on this account because I feel like every single person who reaches out on main feels extremely fake.

Like, this probably will leak my identity, but I used to do things for other people so easily, and then that’s the only reason why people liked me. When I stopped doing things for other people, they stopped liking me, and maybe it’s for the better because I got to see their true colours, but it doesn’t really help me feel less alone.

I have always gone out of my way to be there for other people and harness a sense of community where I am, and doing things for other people was my way of doing that, but what ended up happening was my work became dispensable and I wasn’t SOMEONE anymore, I was just a thing people could feed things to for favours.

Even people I was there for, people I did things for, people who others believed were my friends, they aren’t there for me. They’re never there for me in ways that matter, and maybe that’s because I have a hard time reaching out.

Even in my actual life, I am ALWAYS the person people call for comfort, for opinions, I carry their meds, they get to yell at me, disrespect me, and come back when they need someone to hold them, and I never get that back, because I always need to be the strong one.

Online is arguably worse because I feel problematic for having these feelings, and sharing them makes me feel weak. I don’t want to resent the people around me, but once I feel genuinely miserable. Also, my own account isn’t even a safe place to vent now, I have to create sub-blogs in order to vent because I’m worried a handful of FAKE ASS BITCHES will be in the comments like: “hey I’m here for you” and proceed to ghost my account after I’m inactive for more than 2 weeks, that or they’re minors, who have no business trying to help an adult regulate herself.

Don't let anyone do this to you in real life, it's not worth it, okay? But for entertainment's sake, let's pretend.

𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘦: "𝘓𝘢 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘊'𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘝𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘻-𝘝𝘰𝘶𝘴"

He's had so many flings, he's lost count, but there's something about you

Is it the way that you kiss good night? The chase to find you? The tease?

Late nights thinking about you, he dismisses as hunger, he's starving in his cell

And the memory of you is sanctuary in his prison, how your love feeds him

Will he ever tell you how he feels? The hours he's spend agonising? No.

Not for a long time, at least

Because for now, you're just a pretty fling, and you are one of a hundred others

(Give it some time, until he realises he's hungry for something other than your touch.)

𝘈𝘪𝘴: "𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

You're far from his first love affair

He realises what he wants a lot faster than Vere, and it scares him more

It gets progressively worse, his feelings for you, that is

Slowburn, except it's only as slow as the pace in which his life is falling apart

He'll stop by the Wet Wick every night just so he can pretend to have caught you at the right time

It's so he can enjoy your smile, your company before the dead of night claims you

Caught in the memory of your lips, you make him so lovesick

What have you done to him?

𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘴: "𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦?"

His heart has been scarred with many loves that time has taken

Which is why he savours every second

Even the seconds where he is passive, waiting in the wings

But he'll never unclothe you, or touch you until you tell him to

Are you waiting for him to touch you? He can't until you show him.

You are the sweetest taboo, a sin he promised to withhold

He may be divine, but he believes your eyes are like angels'

But him? He will wait until you slip away. That's just how it is.

𝘔𝘩𝘪𝘯: "𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘖𝘶𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯"

Your name haunts them like a long-lost dream

It dies on their lips on the nights you aren't there

They crave your warmth with a deep-pitted hunger

When you kiss, it's like they've been depraved of you, and only you

Even raindrops cannot count how many times they've loved just the sound of you

No, they'll never admit it, not any time soon

Not until proper "I love you's" are exchanged

But they know soon that they love you so, just hold on

𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳: "𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘎𝘰 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯"

This man is greedy and will break all the rules set because he wants to

Jealousy was off the table? Not anymore!

Situationship where? He suddenly becomes a hopeless romantic for you

This is manipulation by the way, don't let him do this

I know I said "slowly" falling in the title, but this man doesn't do slow

He falls like a body from a balcony

The love itself is slow, but he is quick to act when he starts wanting more