#Freestyle Writing

[curious-suggestions]

The ghosts of my past howl and taunt

I wish to be freed from this anguish

To feel the soft hand of my love

His hand in my hair and his lips to mine

But the taunts cut deep

I cannot love

I cannot cherish

I am empty

Though I really do wish to be free

[foaming-sea]

Things to write about

Feelings; unsure, unrequited, understood

Colour; Blue or yellow

Places; home

When I look at you I see yellow But all you are is blue and confused When you see me You see how I'm over the moon Head over heals in love with you You understand the depth of the ocean my love is But you don't think you want leave the shore To you I am an unwelcome house guest Where I want you to be my home

-01/12/2023

(I'm not very good at this, but I gave it a shot.... Thanks for the Ask. I really wanted to practice my writing. Sorry to disappoint though)

[awkwardaro]

A FRIEND WANTED A BEDTIME STORY SO HERE YOU GO FUCKERS

there once was a knight with their trusty horned steed, a unicorn

and they knew someone, a noble

(more under cut)

the noble was always there for the knight, they'd known eachother since childhood despite choosing different paths in life

theyd done their best to keep in contact, usually writing letters to eachother daily

though when the letters stopped for a few days the noble became worried, taking their sword and going to the king

the king told them that the knight had been sent on a very important task in a slightly further away land

the noble demanded to know where the knight was sent, getting heated enough the guards had to hold them back

but the king caved in, telling them. the knight had been sent to search for a cave

to kill a dragon, to secure it's hoarde for the kingdom

the noble stole a horse and immediately set out to find the knight, knowing that even they werent strong enough to kill a dragon

for three days straight they rode, only stopping to eat and drink

eventually seeing a unicorn tied to a tree

the noble dismounted and drew their sword, running into a nearby cave

the noble saw the knight, in full plate armor, fighting the dragon, using their shield to block fire

the noble ran in, not thinking of themself, only thinking of the knight

the knight's eyes light up, seeing the noble run in

the noble runs closer to the dragon, driving a sword into the dragon, saving the knight

the dragon fell, the noble wiped hair from their face

the knight just stood there, their shield glowing from the heat

"are- are you okay?" said the noble

"are you okay?" responded the knight, impressed with the noble

the noble walked close to the knight, embracing them

"im better now, knowing youre okay," the noble said with a tear in their eye

the knight removed a gauntlet and wiped a tear from the nobles face

"im glad youre okay too" the knight said, holding the noble closer

THE END

[inkyycloud]

I never knew until now that fall could be a time of sorrow. where you had enjoyed it at one time with that special person every year like clock work where you would hang up the Halloween decorations with them trying to figure out how to move the plastic spiders limbs and toying with the not so delicate wed while bouncing off your ideas of what you want to be for Halloween and what candy you want to receive to them or argue whether if pumpkin pie or apple was better than all the other pies or begging them to sneak you a piece of turkey and ham at Thanksgiving. Then as the air starts to cool down and the dead leaves fall from the trees does the memories of how they would complain about the leaves getting everywhere to which you would just laugh and shake your head and agree with that or about how they would make you a meal only they could make in the fall for you. But you cant help but remember all the times you thought about how you wished they would just go away and leave you alone to just let you do thing your own way. Only to remember that this fall you won't have them here with you they are now a memory in your head a piece of imagination only to see in your dreams. anything yall would say or do together is never going to happen again with that person. it was only for you and them the special thing you would do for each other and now they are gone you can't touch them, you can't hold them,you can't talk to them, you can't cry to them you cant laugh with them, yell at them Nothing but that empty feeling creeping inside your body knowing you can do Nothing to bring them back even if you tried with your whole heart its worthless. the shadows you see in the corner of your eue wishing and praying that it's them feeling like they are just gone for a little while only to realize they are never walking through those doors again. Knowing you were losing them in the fall a season where you watched them deteriorate and dissappear in front of your own eyes cant standing the thought to look at them in the eyes feeling your past memories of them would be tainted and destroyed. The once goofy, charming, happy person they once were is now a husk ofa human now they are just a shell of what they once were they used to dance with you in the kitchen as you'd make food with them. The anger they felt when a chef had got the food undercooked in chopped. The laughter they had was just Contagious they lit up the room with it. To see that and the shell of the former person they used to be in the corner of the room was heart breaking the fall season never feels complete without them it took your person away. never returning them back to you practically tearing what was left of them out of your hands. Only thing remains is the ashes of their body they fought hard to be with you to live towards another fall full of dancing, carving turkey and laughter but not all things go the way we want. Slowly as the years start passing and the wounds start healing you find the peace and Serenity you had now the way it used to be but a way that suits you. you don't forget about them you keep them close to your heart you hold them you learn to love the fall again your still healing but you've come a long way since the so yeah the fall still brings sorrow but where there is sorrow there is joy.

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This was kind of angst idk I was feeling it while writing lol this is not proof read

[officialkristincason]

I miss poetic notions and the every side glance of mystery.

Call it fantasy or a dream,

The world will fill it self to the tip and become more than it seems.

Broken down between the line its all so tempting everytime,

Wasting away to throw the blame.

With everything you say needs sympathy.

You want the love from a thousand miles yet forget the times you were wild and free.

What is the limitation of your joy,

Do you just seek the hate that you deploy?

Embrace the preservation, give into sensation

Cause you are so much more than I dreamed.

Thinking of nothing but animosity,

Since you left me to fend for myself.

[justmerelyme207]

Could You Try?

What could you try for the first time? In the past, I wasn’t a very trying person. My way of existence was by doing the opposite of good. If it was safer to not do something; in my mind that gave me more reason to do it. My life was an argument, I struggled willingly in all aspects. All I’d ever say is that I “just wanted to be free”… but what was it that I wanted to be free from after…

[nottobeadickoranything]

...and as night befell America, heard throughout the rustling of the leaves in an empty forest, heard within the beats of the bpm hammering the sweaty club walls, heard in the aisles of every corporate grocery store, yes, in all of that, also within the rustlings of barren desert tumbleweeds! Every crevice of the USA shook "America" to its core with a rumbling, a familiar tone...

...geno cide joe has got to go, hey hey, hoe hoe...

[takira-j]

Everyone is dead but us.

The wind blew harsh against my ear. I saw before me the monster, a man, the one i'd saved numerous times before. The one who's heart was tarnished by birth. He who was helped by the republic by my own recommendation. The rain poured heavy for this tragic day was like no other. The thing that stood before me spoke. "Thank you. For your gift." It's words burnt a hole in my heart. It spoke with the voice of my beloved. The man i once knew, who i thought i knew with every ounce of my body. Laid beside me were my brethren, beaten, bloodied, and cold. Their blood washed from my hand by the rain, detaching the remaining piece of them i had. My own sister, a stake through her throat where her body hung against a wall. My own friends buried somewhere in the mud, tortured in seconds, bodies ripped of their skin and left for the bugs. I was frozen. Not by the cold of the freezing water on my skin, but by the clarity of what i was harboring for years. I wanted to shiver. I wanted to tremble. My mind screamed for my body to move, yet my eyes were locked on this being, frozen not by fear, shock, or pain. Why were it's eyes soft for me. Why did it smile in glee for what it's done. "You are alone now. You are twisted, for you are at fault." I wanted to cry but my tears would just be washed away. It was right, this was entirely of my own doing. I kept it alive. I let it into my home. I let him into my life until it revolved around it, consumed by it's desire's and captivation. I let it continue it's sadism in peace, never questioning it, never wondering if such a being could exist. I watched it turn away from me and walk farther into the blistering rain. I couldn't even think to move in order to stop it. Without punishment, without justice, it escaped from my sight in the blinding rain. A single gunshot rung off in front of me, and a drop of a body. It was not by me, nor anyone else. Everyone is dead, but me.

[gunpostell]

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[lostcaspxr]

Freedom

What does it mean to be free?

Working at a corporate 9-5 job. 5 days a week for the rest of my life? Yeah, I tried, I was even doing something I always wanted to. My body and will were destroyed by someone who couldn't respect their employees' work.

Become a content creator? I am trying to, but there are a whole lot of other people doing the same thing. I don't ever want to show my face. I don't have a nice voice. What makes me any different?

There is so much out there. What makes me so unique?

There is no freedom. The government doesn't want to really help us. They just want to screw us over. Families are struggling to even keep their house. Since when was having a house a luxury?

I feel so discouraged... Women my age have an only fans and make millions of dollars by showing off their bodies. Everything is so sexualized now.

I sit here, willing to chain myself to this despair. My life will never change.

How can it if my mind doesn't change?

[wildwillowmagazine]

It was the way the tree's roots snuck out of the ground at irregular intervals... 

by Kristin Kozlowski, pg. 28

Check out the TMP Magazine archives to read more like this from issue 1! 

[linu-sfrblog]

[ghostofbambifanfiction]

Daniel Wiffen (hero of Ireland) telling the interviewer "I knew I was going to win" after he took the gold in the 800m freestyle, then coming out with his geeky glasses on and sobbing his way through the national anthem is so very James-coded.

[the-soulwhispers]

The fact that music exists, makes life bearably worth living.

[needlepokes]

how to write a diabetic character: CGM edition

is your diabetic character wearing a CGM? do they have to? CGMs these are Continous Glucose Monitors that can detect how much sugar is in your bloodstream.

How are they different than tradtional fingerprick (blood) tests? they take blood sugar readings 24/7, and provide you with how your sugars are doing at all times, rather than just at that moment. This leads to tremendously better control over blood sugar.

The way they work is that they can "sample" your blood sugar by testing your subcutaneous tissue for sugar levels then adjusting that value.

However, they're less accurate than a fingerprick (blood) reading and will often "lag" behind by about 15 minutes.

SO if you have a character who is expereincing low or high blood sugar - they'd get an alarm on their CGM, and then they might take a fingerprick reading to make sure. CGM false alarms DO exist and it can cause some very annoying situations.

A less careful/depressed/struggling/burnt out character might A. not care or "sleep through" alarms B. not double check with a finger prick C. not care that they're wearing a CGM - pump into stuff or just rip it off (although they are very expensive!).

can you mute them? yes, and a character might choose to do this while they're sleeping, having an exam, or if they know they're about to fuck up their blood sugar.

how long do they last? the libre ones last 14 days. the dexcom ones last up to 10 days.

can you shower with them? yes

can you swim with them? yes

can you have sex with them on? yes, and i've read very funny anecdotes from diabetics having to pause during sex because their cgm was beeping

are they expensive? yes! sometimes, they're covered by insurance, but not completely. If a character is in poverty, or do not have insurance, they likely would have to rely solely on fingerpricks.

Who usually uses CGMs? they are very widespread between T1Ds and are increasingly being used by T2Ds as well.

can you share the readings on multiple devices? yes! your character might share their info with their SO, parents, roommates, close friends...etc. It is genuienly one of the most telling signs of a close relationship between people - because those people will see your "mistakes" and decisions.

where do you stick them? the libre ones (circular ones) officially just go on the back of your arm. The dexcom ones can go on just about anywhere that's "soft" - stomach, thighs, back of arm, chest...etc.

does putting them on hurt? sometimes! the way they are installed involves a needle going into the skin then sitting in the subcutaneous tissue. This can sometimes cause some bleeding, and soreness for a few hours.

Often times the process is completely painless, but this is not the case for everyone. A thinner character might struggle to find a place "cushy" enough for a cgm.

can you put them on your own? yes the process is made for one person to stick it on, but i've seen some couples on instagram act all romantic and sappy about applying it together, so that should give you some ideas for your diabetic characters' budding romances ;)

Some CGMs are just naturally faulty, i'd say about 4 sensors is a busted one, and in that case you'll have to replace them - which most companies just do without any hassle.

do they work with insulin pumps? some insulin pumps can work in tangent with CGMs and provide feedback for the user to automatically generate the correct doses of insulin, depending on their current blood sugar.

do they come off easily? depends on who you're asking. some people swear up and down that they never last and have to put on patches, which are admittedly very cute. Weather, clothing, and how clumsy a character is all factor in this. For me personally i just put them on raw and keep them together by sheer willpower.

CGMs can cause anxiety in diabetics. The constant flow of information can easily burnout people, and this can possibly be the case for any diabetic character you might write. Seeing arrows going down or up can be very distressing, especially knowing how painful some of the consequences are. I personally take breaks for both myself and my wallet from using CGMs to avoid burn out.

nonetheless, CGMs are WONDERFUL pieces of technology that have personally made me much happier as a diabetic, freer and a lot more independent.

does your character want their CGM to show? lots of people, including myself don't like revealing their CGMs - but your character might like showing them off!

and lastly - my favorite thing about CGMs - taking them off and having a "naked" shower once a month where i dont have to worry about it coming off. - They look like this:

[justmerelyme207]

Ongoing Investigations of Success

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