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‘I know exactly what it is to want to kill a man, and to wait'
Dear Diary,
Today at work, I came back to my desk from the back office and saw two customers looking around. They weren't even looking at me, but I caught a glimpse of one guy's profile and immediately escaped to the back again, because I suspected it was a classmate from my junior high whom I hadn't seen in 20+ years.
After he and his colleague left and my coworker gave me the all-clear, I showed her his profile picture, and she confirmed it was indeed him.
The funniest part is that I actually liked him back in school (not in a crush way, but he was just nice, and intelligent, and fun to be around). But who needs social interaction, anyway?
Last night I was running away from a xenomorph in some kind of underground bunker and also on a modified train. It was pretty cool - I don't think I've had a xenomorph dream in years. At one point I wanted to nuke the whole thing, until it turned out the train was headed to Dublin. In the end, one of the reasons I got a chance to escape was that the xenomorph started checking other people's tickets in the next compartment. I guess it didn't want to look suspicious, idek.
ghhahhhh, new OC's have moved into my brain, it's a freakin' messy love affair situation I would despise irl, but these are my babies, and I don't even know how to resolve this, lmao, it's delicious
I think I unlocked the new fandom - Game Changers books 1-6 + the series now done. It's been fucking amazing, I've been floating for the past two weeks or so and kinda don't know what to do with myself now :')
Hi all! Could you help a girl out?
I would love to get back to doing some comnissions for my fellow Tumblr people and I thought I would just let you know that I'm once again available.
Just have a look at the info sheets, maybe you need something painted (an OC, a beloved character, a portrait of a loved one?) .
Let me know and we can chat: nlmda.art [at] gmail.com
Personally, I feel rather awkward writing emails to other people, so don't worry if you feel awkward too - we can feel the cringe together ;)
I hate not being a writer. I hate that my brain throws ideas at me, but I don’t have the skills to do them justice. And don’t bullshit me with “just write anyway” or anything about practicing, because my inner perfectionist can’t handle it.
Today was a good day. Nothing happened. This is the main event.
There was snow in the air this morning (not snowing actually, more like it was blown out from the roofs) and it looked like glitter in the sun.
I did not do anything important. I did some tiny organizing. I finished a mediocre book and read a Good Fic™ which, as we know, rewires your brain chemistry and produces endorphines.
I’m gonna chill some more. Gonna play a game, stare at a wall, blink slowly like a housecat with no obligations. Nothing dramatic. No character development. Then I'll go to sleep.
Yeah. It’s been nice.
Love had changed the situation. Niall didn't yet love the strange, dangerous child, but he loved Declan, and Declan loved Ronan. So Ronan lived.
- greywaren
commissioned by @theskybetween!
Damn, I suffer from a serious case of "no time for anything", I don't know how it happened. I'm chronically overworked and on my rare days off I still manage to find myself some opportunities to go out. I have no time to clean my flat, let alone just have a chill day. I haven't read any fanfiction since maybe three weeks, I'm starving.
I finished reading the Captive Prince series not long ago and have not been the same since so I had to doodle some scenes in order to cope with the fact I cannot reread this beauty for the first time again.
Also repost because one picture was just too spicy for Tumblr cool for school.
*gathering my OCs in my mind like favourite plushies before sleep so I can hold them in my head* goodnight
ronans heart surged, muscle memory or whatever
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Dear Diary,
Today I worked a lot but barely touched the things I had planned, and I the feeling of not having accomplished what I initially wanted feels annoying. Otherwise, I still force myself to read daily and that makes me proud, though I wish I had better luck at books, lately, but ok, the list of overdue titles won't shorten by itself. Also re: reading, AO3 just died on me while I was in a middle of a Good Fic™ and I'm suffering. Also, the amount of conversations I have to reply to is piling up and I'm terribly sorry, I'm just shitty at maintaining human contact. I keep making list of things to do (notes in my phone are basically mostly list) and then I do them in half, which also annoys me, but at least I'm getting some things done, so yay?
Bruh, that adult life, amirite? I'm not particularly good at that. What is free time. I just want to sleep a lot. Flat is a constant mess. Stories bubble up in my brain and OC's live there rent free, but who do I pay to write that for me? And don't even get me started on reading - page a day keeps sanity away, though I don't have much luck with titles recently. Overdue things pile up, I just make lists and lists of lists... At least my pj is comfy.