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Discworld was a great recommendation
Sunshine and Darkness
Kept in a cave for the longest time,
With only the shadows to flicker around
Knew their shapes cast hollow on walls,
And figured out their patterns as they went along
Thought that this was all to be seen,
So there was no use trying to turn away
Shown real light for the first time,
Turned away from what was new
Wanted to know the outside and see,
What had been kept from me with lies
Felt too scared to look again,
And turned back to the shadows,
I knew too well
On May 22nd my first story, Twisted Heroics: Heart Flames, should be officially published. I wanted to use this as a chance to give back, as well as think that the contents of the book would be best used for that purpose. Now that my book is published, which charity should receive the proceeds?
Trevor Project
World Wildlife Fund
No Kid Hungry
National Domestic Violence Hotline
UNICEF
I miss the person I used to be
But some part of me is still the same
And I hate that part of me
When I finally found someone who loved me the way I loved, I had already lost my ability to love that way
I treat life like a math problem
Everything is an equation that can be solved
Yet things still don’t add up
I’m using the formula and getting the wrong answer
There are variables that I can’t find
There are signs missing
The curriculum has advanced so far
I can’t make sense of the graphs anymore
I treat life like a math problem that I can’t solve
Your smile gave me warmth when I didn’t know I was freezing
🌟✨fuck AI ✨🌟
His laugh is so warm and kind
His smile is brighter than the sun
He is everything I thought I wanted
I’ve been stuck in a storm for so long
I’ve been trying trying to escape a cave
I wanted to have happiness
Before I fell for the only light, a dim light
Before I didn’t know someone could be that bright
The past taught me to be wary
This time was brighter than any light that’s been in my life before
This time there was more care and consideration than I thought I could have
Yet I knew the time wasn’t right
I thought I knew light when a few of the shadows had been eliminated
I thought I was better when I could see a few feet ahead
His sunshine only showed me that I was still in the dark
I wasn’t healed from pain I had before
I wasn’t able to trust as I thought I would
I was still scarred from the past
Last time hurt in a way that can never be fixed
Last time was not like his company, wasn’t comfortable
The small flame I’d cultivated wasn’t nearly as bright as I thought
He was bright enough to give me light
He was gave everything I couldn’t ask for
I knew I had to let him go
I don’t want to make the same mistake as last time, but maybe avoid mistakes is the mistake
Manuscript is done and art is fully painted. Let’s see if this goes well
Sometimes you don’t have to try to be the hero. Sometimes it’s ok to just be the grateful civilian.
She was walking down the soft dirt path, her hand in theirs. The dirt beneath her feet started to become colder. It still felt nice on the healing burns. It had been a few days, almost a week since they had met. She couldn't really feel the burns anymore, unless she thought about it, which she took to be be a good sign. “We almost there!” Beca called excitedly, speeding up a little with a bounce in every step. Kara tried her best to keep up. Beca turned around, keeping her same pace, she took Kara's other hand. They held their hands to about their chest level like a happy cheer. “You're gonna love it”.
Kara felt the cool sand between her toes as water rushed over them. Beca continued to lead her with both hands. The water rose up her calves and she began to get worried. Her breathing nearly stopped and they stopped walking. “It's ok, the water only gets to the knees at the deepest point.” They assured. “Or, or we could just stay here” Kara felt bad about the suggestion, they had been so excited the least she could do is follow through. She shook her head and took another step forward. Two more steps and there were smooth round stones.
She just stood there for a second, with the water reaching her skirt, right at her knees. Beca slipped their hands out from hers. She spun around in the water. Kara slowly reached down to feel the cool stream. It wooshed through her fingers and pushed against her hand. She stood back up and walked a small circle in the gentle current. Beca walked back over “Do you like?” They grinned. Kara gave her a small smile, still a little unsure of the water. Beca bent down and swung her arms a little splashing the water around “Splish splish”. She cupped one of her hands and splashed a little water on Kara's arm, who splashed a bit back. They giggled like the whole world could be fluffy and happy. Kara's smile became genuine and happy. This was the best she had felt in like her whole life. She laughed, letting her small fangs show. They bounced around, getting their clothes fully soaked. They both lost track of time, absorbed in the fun. It felt so free.
I like that at the end of Powerless they tie back to her describing having honey spilled on her like it’s blood except in the end it really is blood. It’s a nice visual and good callback.
“Diving into labor to avoid emotional pain, this is why our best workers were orphans” -Hetty, Ghosts
Actions and Time
You were the only light when everything was pitch black,
My spark of hope in a void of pessimism,
You picked up my shattered pieces,
When I was injured and dying, you talked me,
Spoke to me as a friend and loved one,
Made me feel like a person when I was used to being used like a tool,
Yet I treated you like the threat others had been before,
I left all my guards up,
Not ready to let you in but not wanting to let you go,
I kept you at an arms length until you gave up,
Now you’ve left and I know I can’t chase after you,
I can’t hold you there when I know you deserve so much more,
I want to bring you back to me,
To feel that your kind warmth again,
Yet I don’t want to, I can’t trap you in the darkness you helped me escape,
You were the light, the spark that lit my torch,
Now I can see the paths and I have to choose on my own,
Sometimes the universe closes all the doors and windows so you just have to take a sledgehammer to the wall