Not Me Trying To Write 4 Aus Because I Got Too Many Ideas At Once

an ornithologist pointed a microphone at a bird sitting alone on a wire and caught the sound of the bird singing a song at a decibel so low that it would be impossible for another bird to hear it, meaning the bird was singing quietly to itself I love life

i am peer pressuring myself to rip the internet out of me like the leech it is. please point and laugh at me for being online. go on. scrutinize like you have never scrutin'd before

idk thinking about how sometimes you have to show up for people you aren't that close to, because sometimes you're just the person who's there. sometimes you invite a new friend to a party and end up having to sit with them through a panic attack. sometimes you run into an acquaintance on their worst day and they need to talk about what happened. sometimes someone is crying in a stairwell and you're the only one around to ask if they're okay. and none of this is "trauma dumping" or whatever the fuck it's just being there for people because you're the one in the room with them.

BLASTING THIS TO THE 3 PEOPLE WHO FOLLOW ME LOOK AT THIS!!!!!!

genuinely so scary that you can't access the page on the ssc website that guides you through changing your sex designation. so so fucking scary. they are already making our lives harder. they are already taking what little resources we have.

i think having “having a coke with you” with you by mark leidner is the greatest love poem of all time

haha what do you mean i’ve been gone for months no totally not

BUTTT inconsistent posting habits aside here’s an update that you didn’t ask for

so i’ll talk quickly about some life stuff and explaining all my delays, and then i’ll separately post about the rest of my fics and a snippet of an upcoming oneshot. essentially the reason why i slowed down was because during my midterms (and i’ve probably told you guys this already) but since i took off time to study, i got thrown off my momentum and it’s been hard to get inspiration and write after that. However, thanks to my two creative writing assignments (which i wrote fanfics for lolol) i had something to post. now, i’ve got a bunch of ideas i can write (which is great) but i still have to suffer through the rest of this week because i’ve got finals (not great). after i finish school in a week or so, i’ll have more time, but i will be in japan and hong kong, so i don’t know if i’ll still have tons of time. you bet, however, that it will give me HELLA inspiration. but yeah, sorry to suffer you all through a paragraph of absolutely nothing.

EXAMS ARE OVERRR

my dad likes to call the stretches of time where you’re not creating “dreaming periods” and says that they’re meant to allow you to absorb all of the beauty, life, and inspiration from the things around you so that when you’re able to create again, you will have fanned your spark back into a flame. sometimes its hard to see those moments as anything but stagnation, but he always says that they’re natural and healthy and needed—things that should be embraced rather than feared.

GOD i hope this is true

I know it sounds fake but you really do have a lot of silent lovers on this planet who look at you and wish they had your smile or your hair color or your humor or your intellect or your intentions or your heart, your manners, your eyes, your ease, even just you. People who are too shy to tell you what they admire about you or what they wish for you or who they see themselves becoming bc of you & they’re too shy to tell you. even tho it isn’t verbalized, the universe has still heard and the universe has loved you for helping out on its creations. You’re that person. You’re you.

the 3.5mm headphone jack was the wound through which light entered your phone it was a little cave for angels to live in inside your phone and big tech got rid of it cause theyre scared of God the wrong way