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im nonbinary in a way that doesnt really matter
If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
writing the first half of a fic: yaaaay! wooo!!! 🌈💝 fun ideas 😊💖✨️~
writing the second half of a fic: I am in a fight with god himself and he is winning
gonna be honest i don’t know how many more ‘enter the 6 digit code we sent to your phone’s i got left in me
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@angry-kid-with-no-money tell me you have a photo of jerry doing this
Writer Gothic
-You discover a new document in your “completed” folder. It’s 20k words of fantasy and adventure. You have no memory of writing it.
- You take a sip of your coffee and set it down to type. After a moment, you take another sip only to find the cup empty. You have written ten words.
- You go to take a shower and discover writing on your skin. Dialogue, character description, tips for edits. You don’t remember bringing pen to flesh.
- The cursor blinks at you. You blink back. Time stretches as you blink, back and forth, back and forth until, at last, you both stop blinking entirely. Nothing gets written.
- The same word appears three times in the same paragraph. You edit them out, only to find them, again, three paragraphs down. You close your laptop and decide to go shopping. You stare at the word flashing by on the way to the store. You feel followed.
- Your pen carves vicious corrections onto a printed copy of your story. Later, you will not remember the way you grit your teeth while editing or why calling a character effervescent is “superfluous.”
- There are words scrawled on receipts, on post its, on torn out scraps of paper all over your room. You recognize your handwriting on most of them and choose to ignore those bits in handwriting you do not.
- Your mom asks about your day. You do not know how to explain the exhaustion in your bones or the way your neck aches with the weight of eyes you’d tried to leave on the page or the way your fingers are still typing phantom words against your thighs. You tell her nothing happened.
- Your roommates are concerned. You have not spoken in days. You wonder who it was you were whispering to last night as you scratched out another outline at the kitchen table.
- Your computer screen goes dark while you stare at your last sentence, trying to think of where to go next. You did not know that your lips could curl like that or your eyes could look so black.
happy disability pride month to those who didn’t make it, for whatever reason. you will not be forgotten.
had to do a 24hr ecg and god I cannot wait to get this thing off me
so it clips to your trousers, right? which is all well and good until you need to PEE
and it keeps telling me that the leads need checking but doesn't tell me why or how so I'm just guessing
AND two of the sensors are on the side of my ribcage so I cannot lie on my slide. so sleeping was not fun
OH and it's stupid hot so I was sweating all day but I can't shower because I have an ELECTRONIC DEVICE attached to my body
had to do a 24hr ecg and god I cannot wait to get this thing off me
so it clips to your trousers, right? which is all well and good until you need to PEE
and it keeps telling me that the leads need checking but doesn't tell me why or how so I'm just guessing
AND two of the sensors are on the side of my ribcage so I cannot lie on my slide. so sleeping was not fun
me, who is chroncially ill with multiple don’tfeelgood Conditions: I just don’t feel good and I don’t know why
They could quite frankly make 100 “Ready Or Not” films with the exact same plot and as long as Samara Weaving is there screaming, serving cunt, and covered in blood my ass will be sat in the theater.
On this day, 5 July 1948, the UK National Health Service (NHS) was founded, on the principle that medical treatment should be provided according to need rather than the ability to pay. The idea for the NHS was not the result of individual enlightenment, but of working-class self-organisation. The inspiration for the NHS came from the Tredegar Workmen’s Medical Aid Society in South Wales, where coal miners and steelworkers paid in a small weekly subscription. By the start of World War II, 95% of Tredegar was covered by the society. Philip Prosser was born with club foot and received treatment as a result of his father's membership of the Society. He recounted: "I was taken to one of the top orthopaedic doctors in Wales and that was the start of my treatment for quite a few years. When the NHS came in in 1948, I was transferred over. It was exactly the same as the NHS in 1948. We already had it in Tredegar before that." During World War II, to motivate millions of people to sacrifice and dedicate themselves to the war effort, the government promised reforms to benefit working-class people after the war was over. Conservative MP Quentin Hogg had warned Parliament that "if you do not give the people social reform, they are going to give you social revolution." Sure enough, after the war ended, servicemen returning home, and others, began demanding better conditions, backing it up with direct action, like a huge wave of squatting. The NHS was part of a package of reforms introduced following the conflict to ensure social peace. But almost right away, it came under attack. Legislation to bring in prescription charges was introduced by the Labour Party in 1949. Then fees for dental treatments were introduced, and since then the free, socialised service has been under attack from successive governments who have gradually introduced more charges, marketisation and privatisation. Meanwhile, health workers, patients and local communities have continuously fought to defend it. More information, sources and map: https://stories.workingclasshistory.com/article/10531/foundation-of-the-nhs
Alright ive seen enough
Someone put a blanket over my cage.
haha what if i started another au instead of writing my dissertation
writing sucks how do i make words sound good