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Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again
accidentally said "invasive thoughts" instead of "intrusive thoughts" today and actually I think I'm onto something. this thought does not belong here and it is harming the local ecosystem
why is “olde vampires in high school” the big thing and not “olde vampires in college”
everyone in college is eccentric. everyone
you wanna wear full on Victorian suit? the girl in pajamas who clearly hasn’t slept in three days supports you
everyone is too preoccupied to care as long as you’re polite and follow class etiquette
multiple high school diplomas? eh. same stuff. multiple BAs? Enjoy learning chemistry AND art history! All in detail!
wandering around campus at 3am? that’s just the lifestyle tm
no matter how old or young you look it’s not really that weird, there’s sixteen year olds and sixty year olds doing BAs somewhere
big schools are very anonymous so nobody’s gonna bother to hassle you
the girl in pyjamas is the vampire
Also:
If u put ur blood in a water bottle ppl will assume it’s juice and be Jealous
“Oh god I’m a monster” 20 students who r all procrastinating big projects say “same” simultaniousely and with the exact same tone
Everything is a joke so if u say “I subsist on the lifeblood of mankind” someone will go “lol what a mood”
It would take u like 100 years to major in everything
Seen sucking the blood of a fellow classmate and u r instantly the campus Cryptid and Mascot
Listen. If u have an ethical dilemma go find a philosophy major that believes in ethical subjectivism and they’ll make u so angry u forget abt whatever the fuck was bothering u
College is the only acceptable place to get into fistfights over classical literature
Literally all u need to do to avoid suspicion is be the guy that always has gum and a stapler
If u have a majestic mustache ppl will just assume ur an English major
Allergic to crosses? Cool. So r certain stem majors.
#there literally was a guy who bit someone’s neck at my university #in my last year#everyone was just like ‘CAMPUS CRYPTID’
also everybody is either always eating or never eating so not eating isn’t that weird
“never seen in the light of the sun//sleeps all day & is awake at night” “can’t eat garlic” “dresses weird” “can’t enter your home uninvited” “won’t go into churches” “drinks weird red liquid”
this is just a liberal arts major with a garlic allergy and social anxiety.
You guys are missing the biggest joke, everyone will actively call them “the vampire” but think nothing of it
Vampires at college not high school 2020 yuletide fandom
I’m so down for this. Also!
Keeps a jar of your native soil around? Oh, like the botany guys, just keep quiet if you try and grow weed in it
Slip up and speak antiquated form of Romanian? “Yeah, man, I have language midterms this week too”
Research campus probably has a hospital FULL of easily-accessible blood, to say nothing of campus blood drives
Looking pale and tired? So is literally everyone else
I want a blood drive volunteer getting caught sucking on a donation like a juice box at the campus blood drive…by another vampire
Who is like AW MAN YOU TOOK THE LAST AB- THAT’S THE BEST ONE
It is on a par with sneaking the last tangerine la Croix for the communal fridge
some campuses offer night classes, so if you’re sticking to the ‘can’t be in sunlight’ thing, that’s how you get around that.
plus if you’re wandering in victorian garb people will probably assume you larp
Child
I was a child, once With lovely big eyes A squeaky little voice And a heart full of love
I was not all joy and bounces I was a little broken, I think? Even from the beginnin I felt like I wasn't meant to be I was little and nerdy and a joy I was small, and broken like a toy I'm not sure what I was meant to be I hoped all this sadness wasn't for me I loved my mother like I was supposed to And once she said I was expensive That broke something inside of me I think, that fully, completely broke me
Was I a bad child? I don't know I actually don't remember what I was I only remember the sadness The screams, the hits, the crash I was a baby, was I not? Why did you hate? Do you know? Maybe I was a bad child, mother But I wanted to be loved
I don't remember ever needing you Isn't that so sad? I just remember seeing you Kissing cheeks that weren't mine
I remember feeling lonely I remember feeling bad Sick or a bad child? You can decide I love you, mother I forever will Do you love me? Can you say it, please?
<<PART 1
Don't mess with "his" Jazz or else… People always like to learn the hard way.
Finally. A project that began back in June-July and finally it's done. Had tons of fun making this. The largest sequences I've done so far. To the point I can't upload the whole thing here either. So be sure to check part one.
some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.
I couldn't remember the word "doorknob" ten minutes ago.
ok but the onelook thesaurus will save your life, i literally could not live without this website
REBLOG TO SAVE A WRITER'S LIFE
LIFE SAVED
REBLOGGING TO SAVE ANOTHER WRITERS LIFE
I use this every time I sit down to write. It's the best tool in the world and I would be lost without it!
Because i do this every single fucking time¿
Odiseo
I think I hate you a little Not in any way that matters But in the way you keep me a secret In the way you force me to the dark Me that I'm all light I'm the sun, can't you see? You are trying to kill me Softly with your song The way you hold me In a stolen moment In the dark of a secret In the abyss of darkness I'm sure I loved you In a fire that was all innocent In a light that was so pure That could blind an angel But I can't love like that anymore When you ask me to love you like this Like a secret, like a sin With all body, passion and heath I can't love you like an angel When you are a demon in my heart When you ask me to sin for you When all I can do is ask forgiveness to God I want to love you like I know All fire and passion and soul I want to mark you like mine I want to keep you by my side But you are not mine to keep Not mine to mark with teeth To scratch you till you bleed To hold like you love me And I want to love you So desperately that it hurts So much that it burns But you're not free to love me in return Please, darling, love me Even like a secret, even in the dark I don't care about the voices That keep screaming in my head But I do care about you About your hands in my back About your kisses in my hand About the light on your eyes Please leave me, so I can't follow you Please, if you love me, leave me I can't stop myself from drowning When the ocean is full of you I can't even stop writing When all I can see is your face When I can still feel your theet Marking me like I'm bare Oh, love, don't go Stay, lover, I'll die Without your eyes Guiding me in the dark The dark you forced upon me When you kissed me like you care The dark that will consume me When you'll leave and I stay I loved you so much once When we were little and free I desire you so much now When we are grown and here But you are not mine to mark Not mine to kiss Not even to hold Evidently not for eternity I could offer you forever I want to give that to you You can't offer even an hour You can only make me feel used Use me, please, my love I want to be yours however I can I want to be broken, defile, destroyed So I can build myself without that That love that keeps me blind Blind to your faults, your mistakes I'm one of those Who knows how many others you made? Please, lover, keep me I can't seem to lose you again I don't want to leave you here Where I can't love you yet Leave me here, please I'm begging you to go So far away I can't see it So I can finally move on
1600
Este amor que tiene precio Específicamente, mil seiscientos Este amor que es un aliento Hecho para disolverse en el viento
Me diste tus horas y tus alabanzas La intimidad de una suite de hotel El amor que le das a un desconocido Listo para botar al volver
Llamas "volver a la realidad" A la mañana colándose por la ventana Yo lo llamo el final de esta aventura Que no nos marcará el alma
Este segmento de recta Que insistes está en los reales Pero yo sé que es compleja Con una parte imaginaria
No quiero decirte cariño No puedo ni decirte amante Eres una sombra, un detonante Algo que no dolerá más tarde
Bésame lento y constante Déjame fingir que somos este instante Quiero creer en tu ternura La que se esfumará más tarde
Toma mi mano, adelante Vamos a fingir que somos amantes Compartiendo secretos de variedades Esos al menos, son constantes
Bromeo contigo como con nadie Preguntas de derivadas y definiciones Jugamos con gráficas de carne Suaves, pero sin parciales
Eres la ilusión de intimidad La falsa cercanía del cuerpo Siempre serás solo un instante Pronto, no serás nadie
Jason: The real secret to immortality? Not dying. You want to be immortal? Okay, that’s easy. Just don’t die. That’s it. Refuse to die. There you go.
Tim: What-
Jason, ignoring him: “But how”, you may ask. Well, easy. Just don’t do it. Refuse to. Say “no thanks”.
Tim: But you died.
Jason: Temporarily
Tim: yeah, but you still died
Jason: but now I'm alive, Tim paid attention please
Tim: but-
Jason, ignoring him again: the important thing is being alive. You can die for a moment but remember to always come back alive. Refused to die and came back. Easy peasy.
Redraw of my favourite panel ever 🩷 Jamal Campbell my goat..
I think I found a new wallpaper
I love asking friends, without context, "what are you really into this week?" I'll go first. this week I'm really into mouthwash and sudoku. Last week I was into peaches.
we used to be a society on here!! reblog, don't like! I want to hear what you're into!!! I'm literally looking into the nyt game Pips!!!
compiling my favourite responses
I'm into writing poetry about a guy I'm almost sure I won't ever see again :D
In love B
I fancy myself in love with you tonight In the way you hold my secrets so nicely Listening to my every word with so much care Like I hold the secret of eternity
In the way you prefer my voice over your sleep You seem to care so much for me Making me feel safe, precious, desire Holding my body like is sacred
Asking for permission to defile it With marks of teeth, passion and possession Not the fingerprints of desperation But the bite marks of need
You whisper your secrets like a prayer Like my body is a temple for you You hold me so carefully And wrap me so tight in your arms
You let me bite you in return And place the parts I ask of you Your arm in my face is there to be bitten Your back is mine to scratch it in full
You let me talk for hours to no end Half listening while trying to sleep You keep praising everything you like about me After I told you how that makes me feel
You keep breathing in my neck Saying how much you love my smell Not the products in my back or hair But the essence of myself
And even then you try to breath me whole My back, my hair, my thighs All of them are yours to destroy But you try to keep me whole
You make a list of me With everything you like You put my voice and hips My personality and dislikes
You add my moans and whimpers My disposition to your kinks The way I ask to be pin down While you are already on top of me
I try to scared you off With my works of art The art of the doom I say But you only ask why
And you fall asleep while I'm reading You say I sound like a lullaby Only when I'm reading tho Otherwise you also love my cries
So, yes, I can fancy myself in love You try to convince me this isn't false You say we are here, so it's real I say that only means I like to fuck
You don't want me to feel used So you share your soul with me You also hold my secrets sacred Like I'm never going to leave
You try to ask when we will meet next I already know we simply won't I ask you to kiss me like is the last time And then I make it so
I'll leave you in a minute When I remember I don't know you You can't be a friend When your name Is not in my brain
Maybe we will meet somewhere In the far end of life Maybe I'll see you tomorrow (No, that won't pass)
Please hold me like I'm sacred Like you did all night Please, leave me alone So I can go outside
I fancy myself in love I almost whispered it in your ear But you are a stranger So, how could it be?
In love A
I fancy myself in love with you After the way you were filling me tonight I fancy myself imagining a life together After the way you kissed me today
But I know it's all a lie I know I don't know you You are a lovely stranger But a stranger nonetheless
I'll miss your kisses The way you grip my hips The easy praise falling from your lips But not your company or wit
I'll remember the way you bite my thighs The sound of your moans Your hand firmly on my throat Your warmth fully inside of me
But I won't remember your smile Or the way you walk I won't miss your jokes But the shade kissing me in the dark
I could fancy myself in love Only for the way you treat me But I'm smarter than that I'm also much more crude
You were a good night A nice couple of hours A nice sensation inside But a moment meant to pass
Falso
Esta falsa intimidad Esta repentina necesidad de estar cerca La manera en que buscas mi cuerpo Como un moribundo buscando esperanza
La manera en que tus manos se aferran a mis caderas Forzándome a derretirme en tus brazos Los suaves besos en mi frente La manera en que quieres sostener mis manos
Esta pobre imitación del amor Esta falsa representación de cariño Esta patética excusa de ternura Es todo lo que tengo
Yo también busco tu cuerpo Esperando que me puedas hacer olvidar Que tan triste, solo y desesperado estoy en realidad Esperando enterrar mi tristeza en tu altar
Porque esto es eso exactamente Una bonita ilusión con un cuerpo caliente Un falso amor con alguien que está aquí Un beso en la noche, un amante en la oscuridad
False
This false intimacy This sudden need to be close The way you seek my body Like a dying man looking for hope
The way your hands grip my hips Forcing me to melt in your arms The soft kisses on my forehead The way you try to hold my hand
This poor imitation of love This false replacement of warmth This pathetic excuse of tenderness Is all I have
I'm also looking for your body Hoping you can make me forget How lonely, desperate and sad I really am Hoping to bury my sadness on your back
But this is exactly that A nice illusion with a warm body A fake love with someone here A kiss in the night, a lover in the dark
Abrazo
Quiero enterrar mis penas En el abrazo de un amigo Quiero que me presionen tan fuerte Que el alma me regresé al cuerpo
Quiero un beso con sabor a amor Un abrazo con promesa de eternidad
Quiero que me reconforten unos brazos amables Que me presionen tan cerca de su corazón Que no distinga entre latidos
Necesito que me sostengan Como se sostiene a un ser querido Que me sostengan como si fuera muy valioso para ser perdido
Pecador
Quiero enterrar mis penas En los placeres de la carne No en alguien llenándome Sino en un tierno abrazo
Quiero que alguien se acueste encima de mí Y obligue a mi alma a regresar a mi pecho Quiero un beso que sepa a amor Un abrazo lleno de deseo
Quiero que alguien me desee Quiero ser reconfortado No con palabras Sino con un cuerpo encima de mí
No en pasión desenfrenada Pero en tierno amor Quiero ser sostenido tan fuerte Que no pueda distinguir entre corazones
Quiero ser besado como un amante Y ser sostenido como alguien a quien se ama Tocado como un pecador Sostenido como alguien muy valioso para perder Quiero ser confortado Deseo ser sostenido Quemo con un odio Tan fuerte que me consume
