just learned people associate em dashes with chat gpt. Girl fuck you. You can pry em dashes from my cold dead hands. One of us is gonna have to stop using em— and it’s not gonna be me!
don't call me, don't write to me, don't look for me because i'm locked up in my room crying for my dear lucerys velaryon, my protégé, my little boy
here they talked of revolution
here it was they lit the flame
here they sang about tomorrow
and tomorrow never came.
“it’s starting to smell like pumpkin spice!”
“it’s starting to smell like scary movies!”
no.
it’s starting to smell like, the snow in the mountains was melting and bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to realize the gravity of our situation.
me with my cat
Lua ♥️✨
#cat #gato #gata #planta #mypet #animais #gatos #animal #cats #animals
who knows... ★☆★☆
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
Writers on a random Tuesday: Sits down, locks in, giggles, writes 10k, does not sleep
Also writers on a random Tuesday: writes one sentence and then stares into the abyss for five fours
“Smart people” who only consume “smart things” are just prisoners of their own self-image. “Intelligence” is less about just what you consume and more about the insights you can extract from whatever you engage with.
Top Ten Reasons You Should Hire Me Despite My Disillusionment With Reality And My Subsequent Hatred For The System
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