#write ups

[thatsidebee]

no you don’t get it. unpredictability is necessary, and it is so very beautiful. what a privilege to not know what to do, what to wear and how to be. what a privilege to wake up everyday, being so uncertain of everything. finding out is what gives meaning to life. to NOT know, is it be.

[monsoonwrites]

Love is giving without asking Love is trusting without questioning Love is accepting without blaming Love is forgiving without hurting Love is dedicating without frustrating Love is understanding without accusing Love is living without tolerating Also, Love is receiving with care Love is protecting with devotion Love is correcting with chances Love is proving with gestures Love is respecting with value Love is being true with commitments Love is celebrating with a whole heart Love is to love and be loved by each other anyway and in every way

[ceramicteapot]

you still have the bracelet that friend gave you as a fall present all those years ago. its gentle rolling against your skin still reminds you of the belly-clutching, never-ending laughter you shared in sparse classrooms together, how you'd walk everywhere together, how texting each other felt more natural than breathing sometimes, how every second of your day could be shared with them and you wouldn't mind.

you haven't heard their voice in over 2 years now.

so yeah. maybe you can get over the worst of heartbreaks. maybe you can love people and miss them and still let go. maybe choosing yourself isn't so bad. maybe begging for love, clenching your teeth to stop the tears, and digging your nails into your skin out of anger, hurt, pain... really is undeserved.

it's okay. you can sit with it all, feel everything down to the last cell of your body, process it in any way that you can. you can heal. and healing doesn't mean not hurting. it means going on despite it all without pushing anything under the rug.

it means getting up, looking the cause of your pain in the eye, and not letting them have the power they so crave.

it's tough, but you've realized that so are you.

maybe, you'll keep the bracelet as a reminder.

[annagxx]

My love language is silence, hoping someone will hear the things I never say. But the worst part? I scream and still get nothing, even when I ask for everything.

[atomicjohndeerweaponssilos]

[deathpoetsoceity]

Death poets society

A series of mine. A series to an empty audience. Where instead of the applause of the audience, i will be returned the applause of the silence. I will perform to empty seats except this time. I'm not exactly performing. I'm just embracing myself.

The 'performance' I'm talking about here is writing. I will write write-ups, atleast once a week. Maybe five times. Maybe twice. Who knows how many times. Write-ups about anything and everything. And this account with little to no audience will be my stage. I hate the audience.

[pierog]

i'm so glad goncharov happened when it did, right before prolific public use of AI. that was pure honest gaslighting straight from the heart. real human whimsicality and trickery thru blood sweat and tears. we were a family. and we all gonched, together. you cant replicate that with any machine.

[roach-works]

speculative fiction writers i am going to give you a really urgent piece of advice: don't say numbers. don't give your readers any numbers. how heavy is the sword? lots. how old is that city? plenty. how big is the fort? massive. how fast is the spaceship? not very, it's secondhand.

the minute you say a number your readers can check your math and you cannot do math better than your most autistic critic. i guarantee. don't let your readers do any math. when did something happen? awhile ago. how many bullets can that gun fire? trick question, it shoots lasers, and it shoots em HARD.

you are lying to people for fun. if you let them do math at you the lie collapses and it's no fun anymore.

[feluka]

if you moralize to people in the global south about piracy youre going to hell btw. no atonement no take backsies. guaranteed hell forever permanently.

[kriz-smthn]

[vulpinesaint]

quiz enjoyers! i am now inviting you to come create something in my workshop❕

[monsoonwrites]

You're the moment I rewind to replay a specific second or a tune or a part of my favourite song to feel again and smile

9.J.25, 9:18 PM - Thoughts of you and songs of my playlists

[ceramicteapot]

you’re 8 and you don’t know why anything happens. but you’re scared. anxiety has settled deep within your gut already and your fingernails are bitten raw.

you know other children smile more than you. you feel the eggshells crack beneath the soles of your feet and you’re scared to make a sound. what if they see you? what if you’re heard? will you be yelled at again? how painful would it be to be shoved against the wall one more time?

your jaw still aches when memories of a rough hand colliding with it pop up uninvited into your consciousness. you curl up in the backseat of a car you can’t cry in.

you’re 21 and you still don’t know why anything happens. you’re still scared. your anxiety now lives in every cell more loudly than your own body fluids. your fingernails have grown but the scars from your teeth do not disappear.

you know other people smile more than you. you wish you could smile back. you still don’t want to be seen or heard. what if they take away your calm from you? will they get close only to leave again?

your heart still breaks over the radio silence from a dozen souls. and once again, you curl up in the backseat of a car you can’t cry in.

[complete-clownery]

Okay guys

INPRNT!!

[deathpoetsoceity]

I tend to lose interest in things if i express my interest in it.