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It Is What It Is - Blog Posts
Just realized that most people put the image FIRST and then the text-
Oh welp. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Life is a simulation, and I'm horrible at playing simulation games.
i think the way i think isn’t really normal. i have a lot of unpleasant thoughts.
i think i may have some self esteem issues because why do i imagine myself getting rejected even in my daydreams. WHO DOES THAT.
first assignment vs final, pretty proud of this one.
teach -1 point for "messy buildings" smh but oh well
shit, this song's going in the playlist now ig!
Also, love the way @simonssweater put the two images to make them look like they're actually looking at each other 🫶 (they're so cute)
“You with the dark curls,
You with the watercolor eyes.”
In some of the different ships I love.
Real soon I’ll be 20 years old ♪♫♬ Based on the song by Lukas Graham called 7 years. Can’t believe I’m turning 20 tomorrow already time really flies.
let’s just say it’s a little sneak peak into the fic I’m editing ;) but also @greycoffee’s tags are so real for this… I AM totally normal about this ship (no I’m not)
“You with the dark curls,
You with the watercolor eyes.”
In some of the different ships I love.
“oh I don’t smoke to get high” you listen to blink 182 bitch you just outed yourself
hot take but if ron died he would be more popular in the fandom
The way this happened to me so many times?, like im not a clingy but it is just i feel kinda unwanted and that's something i accept!
Imma that type of person that would try get close to person 3 times if i see no interest then i back up✊🏻.
what I think will happen if I message my mutuals
New persona check. This time this one stays, I promise. Even though I changed them the last two times lol. Meet Cosmo my starborn persona and internet persona! The starborn race is made by cryptiicruxx! You can find her on TikTok, YouTube, and Discord. Also love how my companions came out especially chat they look like ramen broth lol.
*spends an hour researching calendar dates, doing weird math, and revising a huge part of my story*
Me: Wait, what was I doing?
Me: Oh, yeah!
*Googles where commas go in dates*
disquiet
A piece of me is always missing, Like the last block of lego that I can never seem to find One empty space right in the center of the jigsaw puzzle. I'm not sure if I lost it along the way. I'm not sure if I'm yet to find it. But lately, the gap seems more blatant. I'm anxious that it's visible to the people around me. That when they look at me, they see half a person. It's almost like I'm mimicking a being While I'm on the quest for the missing elements.
Sometimes, everything is wholesome! Golden skies, daisies, moongazing, Dusty libraries where ghosts of dead poets linger, Tight hugs, acts that mean "I'm thinking of you.", I look at my picture with my friends, smiling ear to ear And the jigsaw puzzle is complete. (or it was, then.) Some memories in me are so perfect that, The missing lego piece starts to feel like an extra piece From the table, you're trying to put together. It works fine without it, and there's nowhere to put it.
Then I'm back in my bed, back in my head. And I cannot remember how to be a whole person again I eat chocolate until I'm nauseated Or I never draw the curtains open and let the light flow through. I want to live life to the fullest, I never want to be seen in public again, I want all-consuming love, I want to believe I'm worthy of it, I want to feel complete when I'm alone, I want someone to feel complete with.
I want and I want and I want… Socrates said, (Yes, I went there) "He who is not contented with what he has, would not be contented with what he would like to have." What about, She who is never content with who she is? What about me?
pret-endings
I fear I cannot give us a happy ending,
So I'll write us one. A "pret-ending"
A future where you get poems written for you
Because words are my "old, new, borrowed, and blue."
An ending in which our days begin together.
Mondays where I whine about the weather,
Tuesday mornings with a cup of tea,
I complain about a colleague, and you say, "How dare she!"
We'll make a pact to meet halfway
To have lunch together on Wednesdays.
Thursdays are for you to decide
Because I can't find anything to rhyme. I tried.
Fridays, we watch a movie or a show.
Flip a coin, heads I win- tails you lose. Let it go.
Weekends that I spend hearing you sing
Or sit and stare at you while you do your own thing.
We play a lot of rock-paper-scissors,
And the loser gets to chase away the lizards.
We fight over reading a book or watching the sundown
I look at you, watching the last rays shine, and put my book down.
Save me when I try to burn our kitchen
I'll do the dishes if you cook the chicken.
I'll watch you fall asleep
And talk you through your bad dreams.
Wake me up after your walk
You know how much I hate alarm clocks.
If wishes and boons were true
I'd trade the Midas touch for you.
As long as we cannot have of our happy ending,
I'll keep on writing us a pret-ending.
I try to open my lips, utter a word,
like a million times.
Then I tell myself, "who cares?"
like a million times.
And i try to whine ,infront of myself
like a million times.
Again, i shut up and keep going
like a million times...
-mauli
POOLVERINE FIC RECS
(Pt. 4!!)
May I offer you some more fanfics of my favourite Canadian murder couple in these trying times?
[don’t leave me tongue tied by markofalover]
[Cradled Idiot by RogueFroggo]
[Rub Your Tired Limbs (And Take It Easy) by sterlingstars]
And a bonus Spideypool fanfic! (I don’t really ship but this fic literally had me sobbing THE PAIN ;-; read for Wade)
[Every Version of You by NotEvenCloseToStraight]
people vent on social media because they aren't heard in person, keep that in mind.
I just wanted to tell the 3 or less people that actually read my fanfictions and are following my acc bc of fanfictions:
I have utterly failed, like lmao I literally write fanfiction twice a year
I don't even think you can call me a fanfiction writer
Lol
Just so you know my fics will probably never be updated 🙂🙃😗
Y'all ever just
Spend hours and hours making a cover for your comic or something like that, and when you're ALMOST DONE you just have a MUCH BETTER IDEA YOU SIMPLY CANNOT IGNORE AND NOT DO, SO YOU'LL HAVE TO DISCARD THE IDEA YOU WERE ORIGINALLY WORKING ON the whole day
