Dishonored* posted a quote
February 29, 2016 3:44pm UTC
so, I am turning 21 in march (too old for this site? maybe. but I shall never leave.) and I wanted a bottle of Viniq as my gift. my mom got it for me super early, which I didn't really want. I wanted it on my birthday for my birthday. but oh well. anyway, she got it for me early, but still said it was my present. AND THEN SHE DRANK IT. like am I the only one that thinks it's messed up when your need for alcohol is bad enough that you have to take away your daughter's birthday gift? I was saving the rest for my godmother to try. but she drank it. she didn't even like it.
I usually feel all panicky and sad and sometimes i wake up in the middle of the night and start crying. After a few days of this i will pick up glass and do something i regret and then i feel empty and no longer care and i try to distract myself with the things i like and that works for a bit until the cycle starts again
DawnRaven posted a quote
April 20, 2014 6:14pm UTC
But as the hour stuck midnight, I knew that I was destined to be Cinderella, running from her true love, leaving behind nothing but a glass slipper and - of course – her heart.
ocean pixie* posted a quote
March 2, 2014 6:43pm UTC
we may shine, we may shatter, we may be picking up the pieces here on after, we are fragile, we are human, we are shaped by the light we let through us, we break fast 'cause we are glass, ' cause we are glass. Please don't remove this!
BluRoseHeart* posted a quote
February 21, 2014 8:49pm UTC
Dead Butterflies. aI sometimes thing of the fragility of glass - of broken shards tearing against soft skin. When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch. For years I've kept you in secret, behind a glass screen. I've watched helplessly as day after day, your new girlfriend becomes your wife and then later, the mother of your children. Then realizing the irony in thinking you were the one under glass when in fact it has been me -a pinned butterfly- static and unmoving, watching while your other life unfolds. -Lang Leav