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“I’ll allow it.”
“The music fits quite nicely for this little guy”
(Source)
You’re going to make mistakes sometimes, and that’s okay! Nobody hates you for it and nobody thinks less of you for it because everyone else has made mistakes too. Slip ups are a totally normal part of the human experience and you shouldn’t beat yourself up over it. Just make things right and move on with your day, everything will be just fine.
STUDIO GHIBLI + RAIN
MY NEIGHBOR TOTORO (1988) ONLY YESTERDAY (1991) KIKI’S DELIVERY SERVICE(1989) THE SECRET WORLD OF ARRIETTY (2010) SPIRITED AWAY (2001) PONYO (2008) HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE (2004)
[inspired by @titlecard and @nyssalance]
Prompt #1: write about aliens going to a pizza place for the first time
Adam those for a daily walk. He sees the same trees, buildings, and grass every day. The only thing different is the clouds in the sky.
Adam loves to stare at the clouds. There was something so majestic about them. It’s the only thing non-living object from nature that can fly.
One day while watching the clouds, he saw a big dark cloud open up from the middle and out came a silver disc.
Adam knew right away he was witnessing aliens coming down. He’d always felt drawn to aliens.
Adam cursed himself for stumbling to get his phone. By the time his camera it was ready to take a photo that silver desk had disappeared....
Adam collapsed on the ground. He threw his hands into his hair, worrying about what these strangers will be doing on this planet. Will they abduct him from his room tonight? Will they take someone else? Should we tell someone about this? Or is he just going crazy....
(Aliens POV)
The aliens Blue Blah and Glue do just morphed into their human costume.
“ I have been waiting for this moment for most of my life,” Blue Blah rubs his hands together excitedly “We’re are about to consume the sacre meal that is pizza. It’s one of the most eaten meals on this planet.”
Both aliens traveled from a very far corner of the galaxy just to come try the delicious New York style pizza. They’ve heard wonderful things about it.
The pair walked in to the pizza place they sensed held the jewels. Once they reached the counter, The alien so uncomfortable by the state of their human costume beginning to sweat. This moisture was alien to them.
“We’re going to get you today?” The cashier asked. Blue Blah was so nervous and hoped his humanize English comes out properly.”
“ One cheese pizzah.”
“That’s all?” All right it’ll be $9.99.” Said the worker. He turned around and started packing up a pizza” Cool accent, where are you from?”
” yes!” gulped Blue Blah. He grab the box of pizza soon as he can and together they left the store. They enjoyed their fine pizza in the nearby park.
“ what did you think of the pizza?” Asked Blue Blah
“Is ok.” Shrugged Glue do.
The end
Your turn.
Prompt #1: write about aliens going to a pizza place for the first time
one of my favorite quotes
For what it's worth: It's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
“I wanted to share my world with you and you wanted to share yours with me. So we created a new one together.”
— Woodland
and the truth is i have formed a really shitty habit of hiding behind ideas to shield myself of the reality of things. things meaning love. love meaning the coffee color of your eyes, the thickness of your eyelashes, the way you’re so sure of yourself you hardly think before you speak. and the truth is you seem so dangerously easy to fall in love with. and honestly, i want to take that risk but then again i don’t. i’m afraid i won’t be enough for you, or maybe i’ll be too much, because for all of my life i have hovered between the empty, haunting space between the two. sometimes i think i’m impossible to fall in love with because no one has really tried to love me. and i don’t mean the “good morning” text type of love, or the kissing at the right time type of love, or the asking if i have a snapchat type of love. no, i mean the drunk voicemails at 3am type of love, or the trace the moles on my arm like they are constellations in a bursting sky type of love, or the pouring your heart out when the words grow too large to hold inside type of love. i’ve been trying to convince myself that type of love is only for movie scenes and book protagonists but shit, i’d be lying if i said i don’t hope that someone would prove me wrong. there has to be something more out there than predictable dates or generic “i love you” texts or the exhausting cycle of getting to know someone and then having them leave without leaving anything more than bruises and memories. i have tried to drown the romantic in myself so many times but every time i lay eyes on you, or your name pops up on my phone, or you laugh in that loud, confident way of yours, it comes back up gasping for air. it keeps on begging for someone to help keep it afloat. and the truth is i’m so fucking tired of a cycle of almosts— as in, we almost worked out, we almost made it, i almost loved them, they almost fell in love with me. i’m tired of my fantasies meeting reality half way. i’m tired of mediocre kisses and fingertips that hold no electricity or love that holds no weight. and fuck, maybe we don’t have to last forever, maybe you don’t have to be the love of my life and maybe i don’t have to be the love of yours. maybe you can just show me something. something i haven’t seen before. something large, aching, real, fuck, something worth my time and my energy and my attention. maybe that’s all i need right now. maybe that’s all i ever wanted all along. and the truth is i have formed a really shitty habit of hiding behind ideas to shield myself of the reality of things. but i’m really tired of hiding. i’m willing to take the risk if that means i’ll save myself a single more moment about wondering what the reality of love feels like.
—- ap (12.18) teach me the reality of love because i am so tired of wondering what it feels like
Kiss me, I'm curly 💋
sometimes i just want to laugh at how absurd everything is. like, jeff bezos has enough money to literally end the war in yemen. he could literally end it. nearly any celebrity in the world has the money to fix the flint water crisis. like there is a handful of rich people who, if they just put their money where their fucking mouths were, could solve so many problems. but they dont!!! they just buy another house, or a car, or a company where they don’t pay their workers fair wages so they can get richer. it’s just!!!!!!! sometimes i want to laugh bc it’s so absurd and this is why we say eat the rich.