#personal posts
Trying to write examination/med porn over here but I can’t get past my heavy ‘bedroom eyes’ and tingling vag, dammit.
I’m drawing the flower thing.
I’m saying this as a promise to myself because I’m losing my mind over it, it’s just so freaking funny. Not now, no supplies. But I’m Gonna
Maybe one day, I will find someone else to love, But I know it will never be a love like ours. It might fill me up with happiness - but it will never replace the love that we had. He might know me, But he won’t know me the way you did, the way you do. He won’t know to give me the grape flavoured candies out of the bag of Jolly ranchers - you know they were always my favourite. He won’t know the way I drink my coffee; strong with that French vanilla creamer you know I loved. He won’t know to squeeze my thigh when that one Ed Sheeran song plays, I always cry when that one song plays, but I didn’t when you were with me. He won’t know to make me a grilled cheese at barbecues - you know how much I hate grilled meat. He won’t know what I’m thinking without even asking me - only you could do that. He won’t be able to read me like an open book - that was your job. He won’t know to push me up against walls and steal a kiss from me - that’s always reserved for you. He won’t know what playlist to play when we drive - that will always remain ours. He won’t know me, I don’t think anyone will ever know me the way you did, the way you still do.
- You were a moment in life that comes and goes.
barry asking “do you know where she lives?” instantly made kill bill sirens go off in my head
i have been trying to find an internship for A YEAR now and because of covid it’s been impossible to get in anywhere but i just got a reply from one of my applications that they’re finally!!!!! gonna look at it please keep me in your thoughts<3
waking up every day feeling nauseous as fuck is getting real old real soon
Hi friends!
I’ve been a little um, MIA lately (read: for months………..). I wasn’t feeling great, and not in the headspace to write, and as a result literally everything I came up with I just wasn’t excited about writing?? It all just felt so redundant and it really demotivated me to write so. I stopped writing. I sort of stopped reading, too (I’m so sorry, I’ll try to catch up asap ). And then that accidentally turned into months.
Anyway.
To try to get back into it and find some “original” ideas, I’ve been doing this thing where I listen to my Spotify on shuffle and write down the ideas the songs give me (see why I put “original” between quotes?). And that’s been fun. Like, really fun. And it kind of relit a little spark in me! I want to follow that feeling into more excitement, so I figured, why not turn it into an ask game? Which is what I’m doing So, if you feel like it:
Send me a “” and I’ll put my Spotify on shuffle and write a little piece inspired by the song! (REQUESTS ARE CLOSED)
I had this really weird dream where it was a common known fact if you put a baby in water it shits itself? And like it became a funny internet trend to film your baby shitting itself in a pool, and Adam driver made one but it started with tiktok text on the screen saying TFW you see the diseased baby at Walmart and it was him with pepperoni and moss all over his face, then he threw himself in the pool and made a shit cloud and it literally made me wake up because I busted out laughing
