What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
There’s a pain within
That I can’t define
There’s an empty space
Where your love used to shine
From the night we met
Till the day you died
Do you think I wished
Do you still believe I tried
All too soon we were divided
And life had just begun
Will you revive from the chaos in my mind
Where we still are bound together
Will you be there waiting by the gates of dawn
When I close my eyes forever
I belong to you
You belong to me
It’s the way things are
Always meant to be
Like the morning star
And the rising sun
You convey my life
And forgive me what I’ve done
All too soon we were divided
In to darkness and light
Will you revive from the chaos in my mind
Where we still are bound together
-Bound together-
Will you be there waiting by the gates of dawn
When I close my eyes forever
Forever
Save me
Reverse how I’m thinking of you
Every breath I take
Brings me closer
Closer to forever, to you
I’m waiting for the day that I’m gone
All too soon we were divided
Our life has just begun
Will you revive from the chaos in my mind
Where we still are bound together
-Bound together-
Will you be there waiting by the gates of dawn
When I close my eyes forever
Will you be there waiting by the gates of dawn
When I close my eyes forever
take a moment to look how far we’ve come
take a moment to realize which one doesn’t have a trashbag and/or ice cream cone pokemon.
take a moment to realize you are stanning for a generation that includes a group of eggs, a pile of purple cum, and fucking rock with arms
Forgot I bought this at work Sunday, I love buying things 8 year old me couldn’t. Of course the one 8 year old me wanted only had 150 Pokémon.
What I always enjoyed about Morticia and Gomez was how they made no secret that they passionately loved each other. We get so used to seeing depictions (on television especially) of married couples in continual states of contention—belittling one another, falling into the wife/mother-husband/child trope, and generally disrespecting each other, which made me wonder why they even bothered marrying in the first place.
But Gomez and Morticia never lose their desire and respect for each other. Is it because they’re “weird” that it’s acceptable to depict married life so positively? Or are they “strange” because, after three children and a lifetime together, they still adore each other? I know no marriage is perfect, but wouldn’t it be nice if the media portrayed marriage as more than a continuous state of exasperation and anger? Maybe that’s why romance novelists and romance novel readers are so embattled: because we dare to believe in love.
