Hard Words Bruise The Heart Of A Child
Hi! My name is ALEXANDRA.
I'm 24, from Budapest, Hungary.
I'm an 80's glam rock freak in love with hair bands and good music.
Grew up watching horror movies.
This is a multifandom blog, but you'll mostly find Marvel, Supernatural, Once Upon a Time, Buffy, Vampire Diaries and The Lord Of the Rings.
It’s so damn hard to do this, what we do. All alone, you know?
They say the passage of time will heal all wounds, but the greater the loss, the deeper the cut, and the more difficult the process to become whole again. The pain may fade, but scars serve as a reminder of our suffering, and make the bearer all the more resolved never to be wounded again. So, as time moves along, we get lost in distractions. Act out in frustration, react with aggression, give in to anger. And, all the while we plot and plan as we wait to grow stronger, and before we know it, the time passes. We are healed. Ready to begin anew.
Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process
he does not become a monster.
And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze
back into you.
and I make no promises
#LIKE LOOK AT HIM #FUCKING LOOK AT HIM #HE’S SO CONVINCED THAT THAT’S THE TRUTH #IT’S MY JOB SAMMY #IT’S BEEN MY JOB SINCE THE MINUTE I CARRIED YOU OUT OF OUR BURNING HOUSE #DAD TOLD ME IT’S MY JOB SAMMY #DON’T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME SAMMY #IT’S ALL I’VE GOT #IT’S ALL I KNOW HOW TO DO #IT’S ALL I’VE BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST 30 YEARS #IT’S MY JOB [x]
What if there is something wrong with me? I mean something… really wrong. I mean, Vesta said I was practically dead inside. Why would she lie? It’s always something else: we’re always scraping to find some other explanation when maybe it is just me. I’m a mess, Dean. You know it. And sometimes I feel like maybe I’m never gonna actually be alright. This is… Just the way I am.