C.A. Jacobs

jenniferrpovey:

prokopetz:

askmissbernadette:

prokopetz:

A clock whose face goes up to 13 is a total cliché at this point – If I walked into some Hell-dimension and saw that, I’d just think they were trying too hard. You know what would really unnerve me? A clock whose face stops at 11.

Especially since “The Eleventh Hour” is generally used to refer to the Last Possible Point BEFORE everything goes horribly sideways, so this would suggest that you are in a place perpetually stuck at the terrible and fruitless moment just shy of impending disaster.

See, she gets it.

I need to try and remember this one.

cwote:

Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.