i'm an art student

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

female awesome meme: 2/10 lead characters- clary fray

“I’m just like my country — I’m young, scrappy, and hungry, and I am not throwing away my shot.”

“Every day you fight like you’re running out of time.”

“I know that we can win, I know that greatness lies in you. But remember from here on in, history has its eyes on you.”

“There’s a million things I haven’t done. Just you wait, just you wait.”

“I don’t pretend to know the challenges we’re facing. I know there’s no replacing what we’ve lost and you need time.”

“Don’t lecture me about the war, you didn’t fight in it.”

“We push away what we can never understand. We push away the unimaginable.”

“I wrote my way out of hell. I wrote my way to revolution.”

“God help and forgive me, I wanna build something that’s gonna outlive me.”

“Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now!”

“We’ll fight up close, seize the moment and stay in it.”

“Just let me stay here by your side. That would be enough.”

“I am the one thing in life I can control. I am inimitable, I am an original.”

“I may not live to see our glory, but I will gladly join the fight. And when our children tell our story, they’ll tell the story of tonight.”

“You want a revolution? I want a revelation.”

“Every action’s an act of creation!”

“There are moments that the words don’t reach. There is a grace too powerful to name.”

Just because I start another thread with someone playing the same character as you, doesn’t mean that I hate you, I’m getting annoyed by you, or I’m bored with you; I’m most likely in a different scene, and nothing I send you both will be the same.

Just because I take a while to reply to you, but not others, doesn’t mean I’m ignoring you; My muse is picky, and I can only write what I’m drawn to. I want my replies to be well written and fun, not forced and horrible

Just because I shorten a reply doesn’t mean I’m bored with the thread; I’m probably tired, thinking of something else to continue with, or giving you the chance to set up our next situation.

Just because I drop a thread doesn’t mean I will never come back to start another; When I drop threads, I’m usually overwhelmed, without a muse for that particular piece, or bored with it, and I’ll ask to start another.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

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our muses watching christmas movies

our muses decorating the christmas tree

our muses baking gingerbread cookies

our muses attending a christmas party

our muses going caroling 

our muses at a christmas festival 

our muses under the mistletoe 

our muses exchanging christmas presents 

our muses ice skating 

our muses warming up by the fire with blankets (hot chocolate optional)

our muses creating ornaments together

our muses snowed in together due to a snow storm 

our muses stuck at the airport due to delayed flights

our muses cooking a christmas dinner

our muses getting in a snowball fight

our muses getting drunk off of eggnog

our muses wearing matching ugly christmas sweaters

my muse tries to convince yours that santa totally does exists

my muse isn’t a fan of christmas and your muse has to show mines the spirit