It'll Be Over Soon 

at the risk of sounding patronizing i absolutely looove fanfics that read exactly like, Baby's First Foray into Empathy

yes sweetie, that IS what he'd be feeling in that situation! very, very, very oversimplified and unnauanced, however

i had to cut a knot out of my cat’s fur. for the first time in his life, in the ten years i have known him, he put his teeth on my hand, gently, a warning, telling me i was hurting him but unwilling to let that message sink in. 

i wonder how many people i have hurt worse than my cat hurt me. how many hands were trying to help me that i turned and devoured. i was so angry, so often, bristling with so many tangles that no knife could slit open. people who loved me tried everything and i snarled at them. how hurt i was when they were angry i was acting out of order. i would find out later their anger at my behavior was just because they were scared to death i was going to explode and they’d lose me and it came out looking angry.

i wish i could be like my cat. to warn that i was in pain, gently. to only lash out with the littlest of teeth. to know that sometimes what looks like an attack is actually a sign of love. but i only know claws, and using the fullest force of my venom to hurt others when they never meant to hurt me. i know logically sometimes there’s pain to pull the glass out. but i can’t stop myself from reacting.

I love that this could easily be Garrinis or Dron. Take your pick. I love a pale blond pureblood x ginger freckled menace pairing.

Picrew

"desperation is not a cute look" i say as if i've not been crawling and scraping and begging for so long to survive that it's now my default mode

when in doubt about whether or not to make a thing, do it for your 3 hardcore fans.

yoou guys wont be laughing when i suddenly collapse unconscious and have to be taken to the hospital. then youll all see <- normal thought process to have while doing anything i dont want to

There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.

Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

reblog if you’re real tired of getting hurt and would like to file a complaint

idgaf i will never get tired of the dog motif. it will never be cliche it will never be trite it will never not hit hard. i see a dog coded character crawl back to their owner even after being kicked and the inside of my brain looks like this