SOMETHING STRANGE

why they lost their minds and fought the wars s | 24 | she/her i'm back. don't mind the construction.

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"But three years is a long time gone." Just for this coincidence you have to unarchive LTG at some point please :(

NO BC YOU'RE RIGHT AND I'M CRYING 🤧

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oh my god rip tioli, she was That Bitch to my teenage self all those years ago

she really was the OG and if i could revive her without dying of embarrassment, i would 🤧

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BESTIE HEY!!! for some reason i wasn't following you anymore??? but i found your post in the 1dff tag and wow what a throwback! v nice to see your face around here again <3 (it's leesh btw)

LEESHHHHHHH!!! <3 i'm so glad you're still here too 🥺 are there any of us old folks left? what tags do we even use now??

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when i say i’m unhinged, what i mean is i just archived 8 years of posts

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omg HIII!!! what a nice surprise 🥰 so exciting that you’re back, whatever that may look like for you!

(I also have to ask if there’s any plans to finish lightheaded. I can’t help myself from asking)

hi!!!!! thank you sm!! i cannot lie, i'm considering it..... 🥺 it's probably the only one i would have the motivation to rewrite/finish (sorry to crush any one else's dreams that may be out there ☹️)

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idk if i’ll ever get over the death of polyvore

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LIGHTHEADED PRETTY PLEASE

hi bestie, this response is about 3 years too late so idk if you’ll see it. but, hi. lh is a fic i’ve never felt “done” with. in my head, it’s grown up with me and would require a total overhaul of the plot. think: harry and jilly, quarter-life-ish crises, perils of the 2020s, still the most oblivious little soulmate best friends sharing a still kinda shitty apartment in the village? harry went into some sort of corporate job or maybe he’s “pursuing music” (aka he bartends 5 nights a week), realized he’s in love with jilly and that he’s destined to be her childhood best friend forever, but this roommate situation surely can’t last past their late twenties. jillian has never actually sold a painting, maybe got a job in curation or conservation?, thinks she’s met The One except he won’t ask her to move in and he loves to joke about how much younger she is.

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I must’ve read long time gone maybe 3 years ago? And haven’t been able to find it since and just reread it today and I just *sighs*. Like every time I read it I’m there. You paint scenery and landscape and tone so realistically. AND now that it’s years later I keep thinking about Noah Cyrus’ “July” as i read. *chefs kiss to you

it’s been like ?? a year and a half since you sent this and i am so sorry. but mostly, thank you. ltg is one of those worlds that always stuck with me and one of those fics i always think “could i write that better now?” about, but am too afraid to touch. thank you so much, really xx

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Hiiii I doubt you’ll see this since it seems like you’re not on here anymore, but I just wanted to say that I recently found lightheaded, and as someone who has dealt with POTS for years I really really appreciated the representation 💛 if you ever come back and decide to update, please let me know!

oh my god, this is far too late of a response but i just want you to know how much this really, truly means to me. thank you so much 🥺

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it's so great to hear from you! just like things have changed for you, i assume they have changed for us. for example i never thought i'd end up moving to london but guess who's been in london for a few years now!

oh anon, this made my cold little heart so warm and fuzzy!! i hope you love london as much as i love new york and i hope everyday you wake up feeling like the main character xxxx

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is anyone still here?

hi.

it’s been a long time, huh? i’m sorry about that, we can talk about it if you’re still here. my whole life has changed, here are a few examples

- my mother is in my life again

- 2021 was filled with loss

- i got my heart broken

- i went back to school, community college and then i got into an ivy

- i moved to new york and while my physical health is, daresay, decent, the past 10 years have been catching up with my mental health

- i turned 24

- i met this guy, i like him a lot (and i’m scared)

- i somehow have the life that 16 year old me dreamed about

i’m quickly approaching a (belated) b.a. graduation and i decided to let myself take some “fun” classes for the first time ever. i chose a fiction writing workshop. it was the first time in years that i was able to find the time and energy to write down some of the little worlds and feelings i’ve always been creating. let’s say that these past few years, i’ve been writing inside my head.

i’m not sure what comes next here. more fanfic? original fiction? workshopped pieces? this blog has always felt cozier and safer than my main blog and i’ve missed it. that’s all i know for sure right now.

are you still here? how are you? no, how ARE you? rough few years for you too? if i could invite you into my tiny uptown apartment for some wine and sushi and catching up, i would. i’m sorry i disappeared like that, it wasn’t cool but it was necessary.

i hope you’ll pop in if you’re still here and let me know what you’re doing now or what you remember from the good old days. i hope you’ll have a little more patience with me while i try to figure out how to reconfigure all of this.

love,

s

p.s. does anyone know a way to mass archive posts?

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LIGHTHEADED PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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