Awwwww shit…
Joker from DC Comics
A.K.A Harley’s Joker, he’s seemingly the most well-known Joker Cosplayer in the world. Not much is needed to be said. He simply puts smiles on our faces.
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Superhero “Likes” by Jaime Calderón
A month to a year from now, this moment… is any of this going to matter? Probably not.
Time moves on and things change; however, never will I use that to justify my heartlessness when it arises just to mock and darken another heart, in order to satisfy my own bitterness.
Before then, may I accept responsibility for the fucked up person I’ve become
Instead of condoning it with ” oh, it’s ok. They’ll get over it, because they’re young”
Or blaming it on “well, shit just happens”, with hopes to legitimize the emptiness in all the promises prematurely released from my tongue
In a naive attempt to present my actions acceptable enough to be fostered by my morals.
Nor will I hypocritically speak on relating matters while only being familiar in provoking one’s dejection, rather than expressing full understanding from being on the other side of the experience.
For what kind of person allows that?
……….😏
my brother. he’s changed so much since I left…
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I envy you.
you know something I don’t.
you know secrets that I won’t
tell anyone
suicide bullets that would flavor any gun,
but you know I won’t do it
chop & screw it
but I always make it through it
slow it down, speed it up
pour more reliever in my cup
not to escape minding you but to keep you quiet just so I can sleep
i try so hard just to feel the ground beneath my feet
but somehow I can still feel you there
even though I’m not here
and i know that scary things don’t only happen in the dark
I fear the light just as much
and when things get rough
my shadow becomes tough enough
for the both of usit will face that demon
when i get a taste for that demon
and even when Im afraid of that demon
and my thoughts still start to chase that demon
you just watch
when i stop
recognizing my own face
in order to feel safe
within my own insanitythis is good for you, you say,
‘cause broken bones grow back stronger
and eventually they will no longer
be attached or attracted to your weakness
no more false rapture from your blanketed feebleness
and you will understand anger more than anyone
angry bullets that would flavor any gun
but I know you won’t do it
so that’s why I’m here.
- Somewhere I’m Not. II.
by Caiel Finesté.
Semi Transparent Randall (matches your blog background (like the real randal!)
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This isn’t even my final form…
hahahaha… too gone…
