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reachouttouchfaith · 2 months

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whos gonna make a dan and phil edit to wifi wifey by disgraced magcon/sway house boy nick bean

#dan and phil #phan #amazingphil #dan howell #dnp #phil lester

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girlyeras · 1 year

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summer of 2014-2016 . editing my photos with retrica , going to the magcon tour and digitour . musically was getting popular at the time. starbucks was bomb .

#2010s #2014 aesthetic #just girly things #girly #sierra furtado #gigi hadid #ariana grande #ariananators #2016 #musically #magcon boys #digitour #kingkylie #mostache

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tumb1rg1rlv · 4 months

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a magcon edit i made in 2014 + me meeting taylor caniff at magcon💀

#2014 tumblr #bring back 2014 #magcon #taylor caniff #cameron dallas #2016

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pixijelly · 2 years

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a rejected substack article

So there's this story that I wrote around June. It was completely stereotypical and useless, never to be seen by another unless ur name was [REDACTED], [REDACTED], [REDACTED], and my priv twt. Around that time, I was applying to internships and parading myself around as someone fully capable. I don't really know when it started to sound good, but at some point SOME POINT!!! i thought “Yeah, holy shit, that’s it!”

I finally found the script I could tell people about!

lasted about two seconds until I wanted to melt onto the screen again. [Suicidal ideation, much? How 2014]

Back into the workshop .. *sigh*

I so dangerously call myself a writer. I burrow myself inside once it gets a little cold. I smoke a cigarette after every class.

These are all things I think writers do.

I wouldn’t introduce myself as a writer, but when people ask me about my major, I say, “Blah, Blah, Blegh, * Writing.” The implications are there, and people understand to some degree that I have dedicated myself to collecting words and experiences in order to call them a story. It’s verryyyyyy pretentious.

I started calling myself a writer around my 12th birthday when I posted my very first fanfic on wattpad. WATTPAD! It was a HTTYD fanfic where the characters all attended self-help group therapy LMAO. I was going to group therapy. Anyway, people commented, people liked it, whatever.

Fanfiction was a very integral part of my self-discovery as a writer. I was 15 talking to 30 year olds about their creative work. I did beta work, or editing, and I felt like I finally met people who understood what it was like to post on AO3, tumblr, fanfiction. net! Thank God!

Am I really a writer if I started on the internet?

This article has taken a lighter tone… I need to reassess.

The internet is a place I frequent. Chronically Online. I have been since middle school, and it’s shaped most of my lingo, tastes, and personality. It sounds strange if you are a middle-aged corporate worker or Normal young person. I’m very different, I was living vicariously through the internet! It looks like I crawled out of the cyber gutters! *gag*

Now, I can usually tell when someone else is *also* chronically online. Kpop was a very stan twt THING (even though sometimes I’m not so sure nowadays). Do you rapid fire say words like AJKDFHJDHFJDSKFJDGHOGNJAENJGNIEURNVJKDFNVKJNFGJFGNFDKJGHRWTEYUIFOVUYADSGNVHOUYVNFIJDOASLKNGHUFBGIUVAJSFDNVJBOUGIERUAOJNVJDFKVAIUERGJOIEQ9-347THUFJEVBIE.

It’s cool to be on the internet. It usually means You Know What’s Up. Allegedly.

If you were on the internet around 2014, you understood the Indie Sleaze Revival. If you were on the internet around 2016, you understood After. Phan, Lolita, Anorexia, 2018 Dark Harry Styles Fanfic, Magcon, Red Scare, Hello Kitty, Diet Coke, Red Sunglasses, Oil, Ripped Black Skinny Jeans, Matty Healy, Skins UK, Skam, Tommy February 6, American Apparel, Wong Kar-wai, Male Manipulator Music, Female Manipulator Music, Harajuku Fashion, NGE, Faye Wong, Ai Yazawa, The Love Witch, whimsigoth. Tumblr Stuff like that.

I will let you in on a secret. The internet does not give you a personality, but it gives you a great starting point to be a cool, trendy, multi-dimensional person! You can pretend to be so Effy Stonem from Skins UK. You can loudly profess your eating disorders (I shoved a toothbrush down my throat this morning hahahaha)! You can like weird things! There will be people there to see you, share thingsss, expose you, love you. But you already know that. It’s 2022, of course YOUUUU understand the internet.

At 20 years old, NEARLY 21, I am afraid to confess that I still love tumblr. I’m afraid to confess that I feel really fucking old already.

There are no other secrets I can share with you.

Except maybe that script I wrote back in June… And maybe some creative writing I tried to write.

I feel like I can only share my writing on the internet because on here… you have no idea who I am, or you do, but I love you enough to trust you with my corny dialogue lines. Because I can act like a SERIOUS WRITER, a GOOD writer, someone who knows what they’re doing…

In actuality, I feel like the distance I’ve created from calling myself is rooted in some deep twisted imposter syndrome. People can do hard things! Like go to therapy, and not talk about their eating disorder on air like that. Chuu from the Kpop group Loona nearly made me cry. Bulimic girls need to stick together!

Which is whyyy I say everyone should watch the Crown s4. I’m obsessed with British Royalty when they’re depicted as fictional, not real people. Kinda like what fanfic writers do to Larry Stylinson LOL.

I want to become so indistinguishable, fake, raw, and unreal that you are able to see me as a fictional character. I’m not real, but I am?? Real enough so you can find enjoyment in my writing.

When people ask me who I write for, I usually say for the girls. But I guess what I mean is, I write for myself, a lonely, hating bitch. What’s coolerrrr than that!

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Time to get into the nitty gritty pretentiousness!

For about a year now, I have come to terms in being a film girl. I like to watch movies, and I watch a lot of movies (shitty and criterion). It wasn’t until one Thursday evening, Mahayla said, “We need to find something good for the film student to watch,” or something along those lines. AT THAT MOMENT, I grappled with my major, my interests, and my overall vibe.

I’m not a film student, but I have taken classes to survey films. If asked, I could vomit some terminology and critique a Film. Capital F. I guess that makes me a film student.

But it was something about the way my friends were keeping me in mind while looking for something to watch. I’m not really used to that. I kind of like to keep my mouth shut in fear of saying some movie *nobody* wants to watch. Is it wrong to be afraid of my own taste? Perhaps it’s some form of gatekeeping. I’m sure it’s insecurity.

I like to joke that I gatekeep my personality. It means I have no personality. I have yet to know the difference. If you’ve met me before, I’d appreciate it if you’d let me know if I was interesting … JUST KIDDING1!

I know I’m a person with feelings, likes, and a personality.

Anyway, I watched A Special Day for the first time this weekend, and it made me cry. Maybe it was because I was really emotional from the brownie I ate. I was probably anticipating my incoming burnout. It was a shit movie. Not really sure. I’m still figuring out how to categorize my emotions.

#words

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favsicons · 5 years

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