i got two genres of comment responses on my fics it seems
“thabk u smm!!!! imm so glad u liked! ty-ty 4 the kudos!”
and
“anger is more comfortable than fear, in that way, because it washes away all insecurity; becoming a boiling, red-hot tide. ‘i am right and you are wrong’ is comforting to say, especially for children, who rarely get to be right in a world of grown-ups… that i’m-right-you’re-wrong sentiment quickly becomes: “i am better and you are lesser. i am normal and you are the freak. i deserve more, and you deserve less.” and the kids act that way with impunity, because their guardians never provide correction to that instinct and behavior path… because they’re just as scared.”
this is like watching a single snow-white dove fly over a pristine alpine meadow.
sorry guys what the fuck do you mean jrwi has been going on for six years. who is br'aad. who is narwhal who is triplemcwheatie. what im going insane. am i hallucinating
the trouble with practicing mindfulness and healing emotionally and getting a job and trying to be more present in my life means that my fics all suck right now. i’m not even writing the sex parts. if i can get a job in the dish pit somewhere maybe this will change and i will astral project into storytelling while my fingers get pruny.
the angst is here homos. go get y’all’s juice
BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL
witness insanity in its truest form.
they made me crazy and then talking to @jamieycomplainey made me double down, i wish they were actually happy
ALSO I LOVE DRAWING REGENCY WEAR,, SO MUCH god i love historical clothing
expect more art go read the fanfic
i think it’s what he would have wanted
I like BIG STRIKES and I cannot lie
You other workers can't deny
That when labour walks in with an itty bitty wage
And unionizes in your face
You get sprung
Wanna pull up tough
'Cause you notice the contract was stuffed
Deep with the means of producing
And lax in the share of the profits
gxd i wish i liked jrwi mountain’s plotline a little more because i miss the aggressively 21st century Bro energy that bizly consistently brought to the table as him. i am convinced somewhere at like. fucking FSU they have a 5’0 legacy frat president who spends 90% of his day shirtless and drunk and still somehow is crushing a wrestling scholarship, and bizly looked at him, dapped him up, and went “guys i have a character idea.”
I wasn't aware of this one, so I'm trying to spread the word.
can’t believe that doing the drug that makes you hungry n pimply n hairy n sweaty n horny n angry is making me hungry and pimply and hairy and sweaty and horny and angry. s’kickass.
it is a nearly unconquerable thing to not go back to what is bad for you when you like it. i am owed an apology and i’d like an explanation. what i get instead is the purse of your lips around a smile; a smile i have to blame on the drink in your hand because otherwise it spells disaster all over again.
all over again i’m back in your car, your arm against mine on the freeway. all over again we’re arguing about something that will be important later. right now the argument is silly and inconsequential. right now the sunroof is open and you ask me to spend the night. in the real world you offer me a shot. in the real world i say no to sharing a cigarette and i walk home drunk under the sweet, cold night.