#introspect.

a shattered crystal ball.

you are the scientist. the inventor. you are the machinist, and the known and unknown boundaries of the world are your instrument. you want to know how the world works, and you seek to understand every aspect of it that you can unravel with your own means. to you, there is never a question that does not have an answer, only one who has not been discovered yet. you take comfort in certainty, and though you take great risks in the pursuit of knowledge, this is never without calculation. you want to know, because you want to be safe. something robbed you of your sense of safety once, and now you spend all your life trying to reclaim it. but be wary that you do not break the world as you play with forces beyond what you know. what have you unleashed during this endless quest of yours? what have you sacrificed to get this far? you have become so obsessed with seeing what you can do that you have forgotten to stop and ask yourself if it is something you should do. slow down, restless mind. the world will not crumble if you stop to breathe.

but rarely has she been called beautiful by anyone before. and if someone ever does, the instinctual urge is to never believe them: not because she thinks they’re lying to her, but because she hates her own body for being used. she takes down her make up every night & is forced to remember what she’s been through every time her mirror reflects her own face back at her. her right cheek, brutally scarred & disfigured as a form of marking her — of being owned by someone. how can she be beautiful when she’s only ever been seen as an object?

RECKLESSLY, LIKE A HORSE RUNNING FAST AS HE CAN; You've been told that the way you love can never last, and that heartbreak is inevitable. But you don't want to love carefully. You want to love with reckless abandon. You want to love with everything you have, and you want to be loved the same way. You don't want them to worry about tomorrow. Make today worth living for.

the artist i am selecting:  half•alive what is your gender?  creature describe yourself: ice cold. how do you feel?  ok ok? if you could go anywhere, where would it be?  rest favorite mode of transportation?  tip toes your best friend? pure gold favorite time of day?  aawake at night if your life was a tv show, what would it be called ?  the fall what is life to you?  still feel. relationship status?  RUNAWAY your fear?  TrusT

around 9 he’s pretty much dropped the idea of becoming a hero. well, publicly at least, internally he’s still clutching onto that dream even if it was a loose string. it was heartbreaking to watch heroes on tv but he does it anyway because he won’t deny his interest in them. he’s just saddened by the idea that he can’t reach that like they can.

mikumo’s beaten himself up so many times and he’s convinced himself as worthless the moment he’s diagnosed as quirkless. he has no motivation whatsoever to keep going and loathes himself for something he can’t control.