#thinking about it...

[seasononesam]

Tonight I'm Someone Else by Chelsea Hodson {insp}

What, you got a secret stash of happy pills? Hell...Look, I'm not saying it's logical. I just... you know, I feel like I did a lot of stuff I should have felt bad for, and then I paid a lot of dues and came out the other side, you know?

[valentin1k]

[the-hot-zone]

zone backstory: 3 years ago i entered a poetry contest and won $300, but haven't submitted anything since then. an opportunity has come up to submit my work, and i think i might go for it, but not w zoetry this time. might actually submit my fiction and its SO SCARY.

[madgear]

[luckyreds]

Joe Sabotage edit...maybe...

[greenbookreclaim]

Bruh Soundwavesgun really doesn't make stuff like this any more. Still a reliable source of tf fancams.

[loveregrown]

[eky-13]

I'm starting to consider creating a Käärija and JO sideblog....

[borrelia]

let's go dad :)

[heatwa-ves]

does anyone have that poem about the dead deer ..

[downbeneath]

chunky boots... tool belts... PPE... workwear is sexy............. sorry!!

[svnmouth]

concept of an aeducan warden putting harrowmont on the throne and instead of bhelen being killed, hes banished, or, the warden can interfere and conscript him.

[ryderdire]

Really interesting thing I glimpsed on rednote today

I think We- we’re developing international class consciousness 

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

[foolfortune]