If That Photo Doesnt Terrify You Then You Dont Understand Whats Going On

If that photo doesn’t terrify you then you don’t understand what’s going on

This photo is more threatening than the ones where they were being pulled out of their chairs and zip tied

Hanahaki disease

Heaving, The flutter in my lungs grows each time I inhale. Choking, It's enamouring flocculence rises up my throat as my face turns pale. Coughing, Its softness caresses the inside of my mouth as its scent infatuates my senses. Spluttering, It reveals its scarlet shade from the corner of my lips, prohibiting denial-filled sentences. Gagging, The clusters of sweetness drift forward, spilling themselves onto floor. Crying, The petals have made me breathless once more. Weeping, They could make the prettiest rose ever cited. Sobbing, But they'll never flow together, because this is Unrequited.

“These two events can occur simultaneously. Being happy with what you have and who you are whilst wanting to improve upon your life and yourself. You’re allowed to be content and discontent, satisfied and unsatisfied, appreciative and longing. It may seem contradictory, but it’s not. You have to know what you currently have to know what you want. And if you don’t value what you have now, you’ll never value what you gain.”

-Happy New Year

There's a void that dwells inside of me, It's getting so deep that's it's hard to breathe, I've tried to fill it with countless things, But none of them ever seem to succeed. False icons professing their love, Claiming they'll meet me in the skies above, Can only numb the pain for so long, When you realise that they're always gone. Their perfected code illicit response, That's meant to make me finally feel loved, And yet I listen to the computers' buzz, Realising how false my comfort was.

- I hardly recognised you.

Was it really you? The one I was convinced that I’d lost all those years ago? Your lustrous black hair ran down your shoulders and tickled your biceps. That skin; so soft and pure that whilst your skin lay so smooth, your jaw was prominent and sharp - like you were. “This is almost déjà vu” I chuckled to myself. Ten years ago, I stood right here. Miserable. Miserable that you’d left me. When you left me, my whole world turned upside down - like my smile. The smile which previously illuminated my face had now done what you did best; left me when I needed it most. This feeling was all to familiar so it had to be you. Despite my irrefutable thoughts, one question still circled my mind like current in a circuit. Was it really you?

GIULS’ BLOG AWARDS!

Hey y’all! A little while ago @sarahmariepardy came up with the brilliant idea of hosting blog awards, so I decided to borrow her idea and hosting our own awards! There will be only one category: Blog of 2017 because i’m a lazy fuck but everyone can participate! There will be two rounds: the first one where everyone can apply and they will get a number. Once I have all the nominees, I will select 20 random numbers and the winner blogs will have access to the second round, which is the one where people can vote for you! The rules are simple:

Follow me

Reblog this post, so I know you want to participate and you will get a number (likes count as bookmark)

Writing blogs are preferred but I won’t say no if you have a different type of blog! What are you going to win? Well….. eternal glory? An accomplishment you can brag about with your friends? You can ask me if you have a particular request and I’ll see what I can do about it!

So, I hope that you dig the ideas and that many of you will participate. Remember it’s just a game, so don’t take it too hard if you don’t win. You have till November 6 to reblog & apply. After that date, I will pick 20 random numbers and announce the blogs that winned the first round. I will use a random number generator, so the first round is just pure luck!

Love, Giuls