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The two types of fantasy writers
1. Feverishly calculating the body mass of your dragon species, spent 5 hours last night researching the origins of steel, losing sleep over horseshoes, 20 tabs open, should a cockatrice be warm-blooded?, will die if they don’t immediately figure out when honeybees were first domesticated
2.
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finally watched the shadowhunters finale… i am not okay
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im so glad im not allergic to cats if i couldnt put my eyeballs directly onto my cats fur id cry
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im so ready to be in a relationship so whenever the universe is ready hmu with a keeper
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I honestly believe that people who lost their childhood, teenage years to mental illness and/or trauma are so strong for still being here. Especially once you’re about 18-25 and trying to relearn how to be in society and healthy and human.
Especially when you decide to work towards getting better.
Especially when your life isn’t where you wished it would be.
Stay alive okay? If you lost your youth, I’m sorry and I’m so proud of you for still being here. Keep fighting. Your best years are ahead of you.
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a beaded curtain, but instead of beads they’re worms on strings
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I know I told this story before but last year I was having complications with a surgery and I just broke down in a public place and I was trying to gather myself, sitting and leaning on a wall when this girl in cowboy boots approached me and sat down and she asked what was wrong and I told her it was medical issues and she said “I understand, I have to have my foot amputated next week” and it shocked me out of crying and I was like “wow that sucks!” And she said “yeah.” And then she just touched my arm so tenderly and told me “I promise you that this problem will have its place, and everything is going to work out.” And the way she said it just made me really believe her. She said. “We’re just gonna have to cowgirl up.” And then she stood up and walked away and I’d call that a genuine encounter with an angel but the truth is there is a lot of goodness right here on earth in humanity and it’s shining and pure.
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Heard some important information on Twitter today, and thought I’d post it here for anyone who may not have heard it. This is actually a thing, devised by a human rights organisation called Karma Nirvana.
Reblog to save a life?
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I walked into the kitchen at 5:30am and saw this in the sink… this isn’t my cat
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If hugs stop time
Will you hold me in your arms
Until darkness fades away
Embrace me in your scent
Until I find my heart warm enough to stop the fears
And tears
From haunting me at night
Hold me as close as you may
Do not push me away
Until I say so
Until I cry so
Until I feel the warmth from head to toe
Hug me until my time has stopped at the right place
With you.
#personal#text post#mywriting#drabbles#poemsoftumblr#poems on tumblr#poem#poetry#atleastkindof#hug#hugme#tostoptime
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