white like silence

Chronicles of a Mid-Level Tumblr Blogger

The last time I touched this website was just about three years ago. I still had time to even use Bleach as a source of comfort, my stress (while high) was manageable, and I enjoyed the creative output (and the connections and friendships I made!).

Then began a downward spiral.

no... it wasn't smart.

but -- she was feeling small and isolated; scared of showing her face 'round the manor. the idea of sitting down for a formal meal with them, still? it made her gut roll, nearly hunching her back over.

she settled for cross-legged on the ground instead, entering into the position slowly, (carefully).

he scowls, face contorting in response to her submission. resisting the urge to let out some sort of exasperated sigh, he instead purses his lips and approaches her - stops only when he’s looming in front of her before he abruptly bends at the waist. now face-to-face with the female’s own, bowed head, he stares for a few moments in what he hopes to be an intimidating manor before reaching out to her.

and not-so-gently flicks her right on the forehead.

’ quit it! don’t go being all serious on me when i was only messing with you. sheesh - way to make a guy feel bad. ’

She sneaks a peek up at him through her lowered lashes, noticing the scowl right away. Great. She really did it this time, huh? Usually he laughs it off, tosses something at her, just -- oh no. Why was he standing right over her now? What did...

Rukia. I could sense your Spiritual Pressure even as I was coming down here… You've become strong Rukia.

the road is a novel by cormac mccarthy. 

‘ i’m right here. ’

‘ you have my whole heart. you always did. ’

‘ we need to go. ’

‘ do you feel okay? ’

‘ i’m sorry i woke you. ’ 

‘ i don’t want you to get sick. ’ 

‘ you have to talk to me. ’ 

‘ my job is to take care of you. ’

‘ and you can’t give up. i won’t let you. ’

‘ it’s not safe. ’

‘ you’re going to be okay. ’

 ‘ shh. it’s all right. ’

‘ keep your head down. ’

‘ just sit here. you’ll be able to see me the whole time. i promise. ’ 

‘ you haven’t eaten in a long time. ’ 

‘ i’m sorry i yelled at you. ’

‘ i know you’re scared. that’s okay. ’

‘ stay close. ’ 

‘ you said you wouldn’t ever leave me. ’

‘ don’t let it get cold. ’

‘ and i won’t forget. no matter what. ’

‘ what’s the bravest thing you ever did? ’

‘ it doesn’t hurt. ’

‘ no, you’re starving. ’

‘ i’m trying. ’ 

‘ i don’t have good dreams anyway. ’

‘ i had a bad dream. ’

‘ are these all the blankets you have? ’ 

‘ it’s okay. it’s lightning. ’

‘ i should have been more careful. ’

‘ don’t lose heart. ’

‘ it’s a pretty good story. ’ 

‘ i’m just really thirsty. ’

‘ can i go with you? ’ 

‘ the one thing i can tell you is that you won’t survive for yourself. ’

‘ is it okay for us to take it? ’  

‘ i’m not anything. ’ 

‘ we got lots of stuff. ’

‘ i’m really tired. ’

‘ i feel kind of weird. ’

‘ but you’re not happy. ’

‘ i’m cold. ’