“How A Person Reacts To Your Sadness Says A Lot About How Long They’re Going To Be In Your Life.”

You were forced to leave your pregnant wife behind to fight the demon queen. Entering the throne room of the demon queen's palace, you were shocked to see your wife sitting on the throne, cuddling a newborn baby.

You will be too raw for some. You will be too loud, too big, too fierce, too quiet, too deep. These are not your people.

S.C. Lourie

Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"

— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

I keep seeing people making fun of using growled, hissed, roared, snarled etc in writing and it’s like.

have you never heard someone speak with the gravel in their voice when they get angry? Because that’s what a growl is.

Have you never heard someone sharply whisper something through the thin space of their teeth? Or when your mother sharply told you to stop it in public as a kid when you were acting up/being too loud? Because that’s what a hiss is.

Have you never heard a man get so blackout angry that their voice BOOMS through the house? Because that’s what a roar is.

Have you never seen someone bare their teeth while talking to accentuate their frustration or anger while speaking with a vicious tone? Because that’s what snarling is.

It’s not meant to be a literal animal noise. For the love of god, not every description is literal. I get some people are genuinely confused, but also some of these people are genuinely unimaginative as fuck.

sometimes it's as simple

as waking up

and realizing it's not

sometimes, anndroanon

Life goes on, without checking if it's messing some passengers, without looking behind.

Life goes on, even if the clock stopped for you, even if you didn't go on.

Life goes on. It doesn't care about what you lost in the way, and it wouldn't let you go back.

Life goes on, like nothing happened, despite all that happened, and leaves you feeling like nothing will happen anymore.

Life goes on. Maybe I'll catch up one day, maybe the time will stop just to wait for me, to let me take a breath and get out of my overwhelmed mess, maybe it will allow me a break to break down peacefully, without worrying about the lost time when life goes on without me.

Life goes on, what a surprise, the sun will always set and rise, night will fall and the next day will come, forgetting about the people who couldn't come along.