1. jesus how old were you when that happened? They must’ve hit you hella hard to leave a dent

    Haha yeah that was kind of the point to hit me as hard as they could XD lolz but yeah I was 13 for that incident specifically… there have been a lot of incidents in my life haha XP All is well though! I am A OK! Have a few lasting physical issues with the various things that happened, but emotionally I’m pretty darn decent at this point if I do say so myself! You just have to keep living, no matter what pain or troubles come your way, and hope for the best in the world :) or better yet, be that best so others have an example to follow! >w</ weeee oh dear I went on a tangent I am tired my apologies!! All the love everywhere! ^_^

  2. The Path- By Ariel F. (Self)

    Dedicated as a strange lullaby to my dearest love, Sappho. Enjoy<3

  3. I wish I’d have known you all when I was being bullied.

    Remember when I made this post talking about my scars and bullying and whatnot? Today in this new year, it just exploded again and now has over 300 notes, with reblogs filled with words of encouragement and love. You are all so amazing. So sweet and kind and wonderful and it brings a tear to my eye to see how my testimony is affecting everyone. You all have no idea how much your words mean to me. How much they would have meant to me all those years ago. If I’d have known then what I know now, things would have played out so much differently. This community gives me hope for a brighter future and a better tomorrow for others that are like what I once was. I wish I could hug every single one of you.

    May this new year bring joy and change to the world for the better! :D Thank you all for all your support.<3

    Your friend,

    ~Ariel

  4. An Interesting Conversation I Had With My Ex Last Night.

    • Graham: This world is not mine, but it is the one I've grown to know. This world is beautiful, but it is shrinking away. This world is frightening, because I know of no other.
    • Ariel: This world is not mine, and will never be, I know. This world is beautiful, but it is made of clay. This world is frightening because I /know/ of another.
    • Graham: All all the more terrifying because I know I'm leaving it. What am I in life, if I'm not connected to those around me?
    • Ariel: Simple. You are glass.
    • Graham: How am I glass?
    • Ariel: Think of the many properties of clay. That is this world. Now in understanding the properties of glass, one might ascend to it. Take that as you will. You must discover meaning on your own.
    • Graham: Enough. Anyone can ask a question. Answers are the real gem.
    • Ariel: Exactly why they are so hard to excavate. Besides, if one simply gives you a gem, you take it at face value (no pun intended). By discovering them in the caverns yourself, you gain wisdom, meaning, and respect for the beautiful jewel before you. Rather than simply knowing, you /learn/, This is the true importance of why I cannot simply tell you. You must find the truths with your own two hands to gain true knowledge.
    • Graham: You give me rhetoric, when I ask for rhyme. Just lie with me. I just want another bold-faces liar to pretend with.
    • Ariel: I believe I am too truthful for my own good.
    • Graham: Too true to catch the roguish player anyway.
    • Ariel: Too true to believe a liar could lie.
    • Graham: Too true to let yourself make a mistake.
    • Ariel: Too true.
    • Graham: Oh, the double meanings. Don't they scream the truth.
    • Ariel: I was wondering if you'd catch it X3 Screaming truth from the heavens dear.
    • Graham: That's all we seem to do. Fuck.
    • Ariel: Well the earth never listens so..
    • Graham: And a good thing too. We do such awful things it's well the earth doesn't hear.
    • Ariel: Is truth truly so awful?
    • Graham: Yes, because it maims the beauty of illusion. With illusion, anything can be true. You can live happily, though reality conspires against you.
    • Ariel: But with illusion, there are always allusions to truth. Truth will always break free in the end, and I am happy for /that/ more than I am for the illusion itself. I would rather live in truth than in a world of falsehoods.
    • Graham: As would I. But truth is both admired and spit upon. Truth is the denial of possibility. Illusion is the dark thing I acknowledge as mine.
    • Ariel: Then we are opposing forces then. I find truth to be the /acceptance/ of possibility, rather than the denial of it. In fact, it is the epitome of it. Illusion simply shrouds the path to possibilities with mindgames. I think our opinions may forever war between us.
    • Graham: Like light and dark. Bound together, in need of one another, yet doomed to never touch.
    • Ariel: Never has there been more truth to those words.
  5. Today I found out I saved someone from suicide by simply meeting them and being myself.

    …I had no idea that something so small as a positive outlook on life could change someone so much. I didn’t even know they were feeling like that at the time. They just told me tonight that they were days away from ending their life when they met me, and that in a way I saved them because after they met me suicide just no longer looked appealing. I wish I knew exactly what it was that changed their mind. They told me that there is something very powerful, and crucially symbolic about me. I wish I knew what it was they saw that day. I’d bottle it and then seed the clouds and water supply with it. I am just happy that I could bring a little light into someone else’s darkness. And exponentially happy that they indeed did not take their life, as their life is such a treasure and a beautiful thing in this world.

    I’m still in shock with this, so I do apologize if my writing is incoherent at all.. I just… Wow. I didn’t know I could have that affect on someone.

    Wow.

  6. Yesterday I gave my spare change to a homeless person

    and two minutes later as we were walking down another street, an older Chinese woman smiled at me and gave me the only thing in her hands: An origami paper-star she made herself from the colourful section of a Chinese newspaper. Sappho was so confused. I felt magical. The world is a beautiful place when we sprinkle a little kindness into it. Even simple gestures like smiles and listening to others’ stories bring happiness to others. I felt like that woman and I had a secret connection in that moment; trying to brighten the lives of others with whatever we had at the time. She certainly had me beaming. I hope I can someday return the favour. <3

    ~Ariel

  7. A normal Kilian Cat from the dreamscape I drew today. Not perfect, but I&#8217;m alright with that. Their bellies glow because they have thin skin in that area and the fireflies they eat don&#8217;t die and become ingested for about three days or so after consumption. They are one of my favourite beings from the land of my dreams :)

    A normal Kilian Cat from the dreamscape I drew today. Not perfect, but I’m alright with that. Their bellies glow because they have thin skin in that area and the fireflies they eat don’t die and become ingested for about three days or so after consumption. They are one of my favourite beings from the land of my dreams :)

  8. Another from the dreamscape I&#8217;ve had all my life. When I was much much younger I called them Light Cats, but as of late I&#8217;ve been leaning more towards calling them Kilian. This one has a black thing around her neck simply because there was one in my dreams with it on last night. Still haven&#8217;t really mustered up the courage to look into the tops of the other towers&#8230; I&#8217;ve kind of been nervous of it since I started reading homestuck lol XDD. Shoosh I&#8217;m not obsessed XD. Still, enjoy! :D

    Another from the dreamscape I’ve had all my life. When I was much much younger I called them Light Cats, but as of late I’ve been leaning more towards calling them Kilian. This one has a black thing around her neck simply because there was one in my dreams with it on last night. Still haven’t really mustered up the courage to look into the tops of the other towers… I’ve kind of been nervous of it since I started reading homestuck lol XDD. Shoosh I’m not obsessed XD. Still, enjoy! :D

  9. I saw your story and I love you. Not in the creepy way, but in the "I am sincerely proud of you and I can relate," type of love. I was a victim of domestic and child abuse for a very long time. I was never bullied, that much, so I can not exactly relate on that stage but I know what it is like to have visible scars that can draw attention. You are very, very pretty. Honestly, I'm not trying to mess with you - you have such a defined face, it is very symmetrical.

    Aww!! ;w;~<3 you are so sweet my dear! And you are not alone. My brother used to be one of my greatest tormentors, and I’m just happy that we now actually have a descent relationship that doesn’t involve beatings and other things :’). I love you too dear, and your message just made my night. Even with more painful memories, we must always stay strong. Life is too precious to be ruined by misfortunes, no matter how bad they may be. We cry when we need, and know that there will always be a rainbow after the showers. :) I love you dearly, in a not creepy way haha! Know that I will be here for you always. <3

    ~Ariel

    PS.

    YOU ARE GORGEOUS!! <3

About me

My girlfriend has hidden a message of her adoration for me on my blog<3 The world is up-side-down and I am down-right-sideways. A blog about my life and the like. Also my poetry, art, and songs at random intervals. Feel free to befriend us. We do not bite.
~Ariel