quick reminder that my own gay ass genuinely supports the hell outta each and every one of you. regardless if i know you or not, im happy to be living in this shithole of a life in the same world with you.
and im proud of you, i know in my heart just how beautiful, amazing, talented, smart, and worthy you are and i hope you can see that toođłď¸âđđ
This is very true
Do not compare yourself to other writers.Â
You donât have to write more than they do.
You donât have to write faster than they do.
You will finish in your own time. Everyone has their own set of skills, their own routine, and their own pace.
A skooma den in Morrowind
This tweet is so much funnier now. The whole backstory of Bioshock is that Andrew Ryan, the guy Musk is quoting here, started a city entirely to be a libertarian paradise, but the moment someone else was successful enough to compete with him he made himself a dictator, seized all their assets, and began killing anyone who challenged him. Heâs a character defined by his hypocrisy, constantly giving speeches like this about freedom and people pursuing their ambitions without limitation, but throwing all of those beliefs away as soon as they start to inconvenience him.
You know, kind of like a billionaire who buys a social media site, calls himself a âfree speech absolutistâ, announces that âcomedy is legal nowâ, then blocks or bans all of his critics and changes the rules to limit satire.
Angel of Death (n.d./edited) - Mark Fishman
Morrowind: The melancholy of Menta-Na, the daedroth.
âGiven there are two separate tunnels leading to the inner sanctum of Kora Dur how was it that Menta Na failed to evade his killer via either one? Unless of course the assassin surprised the daedroth in the throne room itself, where the sloth was either immersed deep in thought orâmore likelyâsnoozing.
reblog if youâve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. Iâm trying to see something
@tes-summer-fest prompt 2 Golden
Believe me when I say that letting go of you was the hardest thing Iâve ever had to do. That the more I tried to move on, the more I found myself stuck on you. Trying to forget all of your little quirks, was the hardest part of all. See, I wasnât just losing you, I was losing a little bit of me too.
Kristie Betts
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