A Writing Competition I Was Going To Participate In Again This Year Has Announced That They Now Allow

hi i would like to share with you all my beloved pickle charcuterie board

it was very tasty and i'm so sad that it had to be eaten thank you

Pondering my orbs.

all hands on deck 🤚🏼

I waited up until midnight just to be able to post this

the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself

my favorite improv game

k so we were playing "change" one day in triple threat as a warm up. the prompt was funeral for a loved one (my teacher's soo weird aiight).

me: *wails in dispair*

david: *laughing*

me: why are you laughing??? my dog just died??

david: it's funny that you care so much now that he's dead. you where such a terrile owner.

me: how dare yo as if you w you're right.

i would cannibalize god's rotting corpse. if the opportunity arose

sooo,, wednesday

characters who are so inauthentic. characters who only show what they want other people to see of them. characters who simply must have control over every part of themselves. do you even get it

I JUST WANNA LIVE IN A REMOTE LIGHTHOUSE ON THE NORTHERN COAST OF SCOTLAND AND SLOWLY FORGET MY OWN NAME AS I'M ENVELOPED BY SEAWEED AND BECOME FRIENDS WITH THE SELKIE