i hate that my first reaction to stress is always Time To Die™ like ok calm down edgelord
Why don’t I live in NY
NYCC!!! If you come by Booth #2136 you can enter to win a signed cutout of Rhy, Lila, or Kell!
readers: can we get some lgbt and poc representation?
sjm: this guy's fourth cousin twice removed is gay and he gets maybe one mention, and here's another dead woc
readers: ...
and I almost said your name.
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and I almost said your name.
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the beef between STEM and arts + humanities is so tired. science and art are the same. sister subjects. they’ve fueled one another for years. one cannot exist without the other. they’re both made of the same kind of wonder, one tries to attain long sought after things in reality, and the other impliments the stuff of dreams. logic and emotionality. they’re both exercises of imagination. it’s all just beautiful, academic sludge.
He talks about the weather and asks if I have heard about the sun. I tell him the sun has visited me in times of great need, but my father is already postulating about his garden. The pineapples have been growing in the heat for one and a half years and will be ready to harvest soon.
His plants are tended with patience and love, watched in development from seed to maturity. So careful is he with these living creatures and plot of land he calls his own. I remind him it’s only his for eighty-seven more years. Perhaps he should consider future generations of the living. But his voice is distant across the lines. I don’t have time to think about anything but now.
I think about these things after we hang up. I wonder if the pineapples fulfill him. Or if the sun warms his old bones.
LKT © 2016
IM CRYING. ART. WHY ISN’T THIS IN AN ART MUSEUM
Did u vote for Donald trump? Cause it seems like all your male character know is to grab their females by the pussy
um thats how fae males claim their females you should check ur facts (in my book)
“Writing begins with forgiveness. Let go of the shame about how long it’s been since you last wrote, the clenching fear that you’re not a good enough writer, the doubts over whether or not you can get it done”
— Daniel José Older
problematic power duo and the chantry boy