I think I'm going crazy. I'm filled with inspiration as I'm writing this story at the same time I get depressed at my writing. I get the feeling I'd be a roller coaster of torment when I try to edit this. What do I do?

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I think I'm going crazy. I'm filled with inspiration as I'm writing this story at the same time I get depressed at my writing. I get the feeling I'd be a roller coaster of torment when I try to edit this. What do I do?
More Word war madness
the Freaks were jumping the crazy frogs were coming but it was really a bunch of people from lazy town and the freaks were jumping to the pop suger sparkle madness and a bunch of brought glowstings and starte hopping like frogs and then random drasic change to a bunch of emo music and Zynco brought tout there stuff and everyone started peeliing off their maskes with the crazyness of a thousand swords and and Shilo was falling in Love with a weir ass but but all the paper dolls in the background dancing and her falther was screaming at her to come back inside when she started following a bunny down a Whole in the gravestones and she randomy shrunk to the massiveness of the gravestones to an itty bitty flea where she met tom thum and his briede thumblina and she just loved the way the music was down here all guitar and electric violin and she hoped she never has to go back to her strange and twisted world and over protecting father ahe had awesome adventures and finally she brought a blabberhound with her back to her mixed up cray world in the above and he overgrew to the size of a small building and drooled everywhere the end There was a wondering Sailor who loved the land and he fell for a mermaid but was deathly affraid of the sea which rally defeats the purpose of being a sailor. But he figured out how to be with her, so he went to school and learned how to blow glass and he made her a fishbowl hme but she didn't like that so he searched the earth to find a place to stay. He finally found one in an alternate universe cause he found a portal and got lost, so he stayed with her there in the russian speaking universe governed by trolls who loved cake with an obsession that I could rival with pie and then thay had children who could hop though the portal and they were happy.. The battle dragged on as the mysteries of the universe were revieled to Cecil, in the house that didn't exist, he started seeing little people and trolls and Barrowers and hobbits and kept in contact with Dana who somehow made it outside and all the pictures in the house were replaced with doors and each one had an odd site behind it so he decided he was in the house of the univesrse.. Welcome to tumblr
Crazy Writing
On top of the mountains but in the middle of the forest, golden eagles flying in the sky circulating the ultimate reward, the championship battle, my dreams, my passion, my reason to be alive in the first place, oh the way I would be damned if failed to successfully enter this mysterious battle. Becoming an amazing person is one of my favourite parts of taking this journey to claim this championship battle which is the right and pathway to my dreams, my destiny, my philosophy and gift to the world. So how do I get there? I mean it's all the way in the sky. Well one thing I know for sure is anything is possible with the power of the mind and the correct beliefs, just like the common words, ‘you can do it if you believe in yourself and ‘anything is possible and nothing is impossible.’ So I believe I have the ability to reach that championship battle, the pathway to my dreams, I believe I have the ability to be on the same level as those golden eagles. This is the goal, the mission, the vision of inspiration. Convincing myself I can do it mentally I whisper, “Yes I can and yes I will,” I whisper this several times to myself and then a staircase appears out of nowhere and leads up into the sky I climb the spiraling staircase and it is round and round. It changes its form and now has corners, it is now a staircase in the form of a rectangle, going higher and higher I realize that this is one hell of a unique staircase. Anyways I reach the top of the staircase only to discover the pathway to my dreams being circulated by the three golden eagles is actually still far away. So I develop even greater beliefs, sweat runs down my face both in physical and spiritual form. But it doesn’t matter to me as I am more than determined to take that adventure to my dreams. As I feel the amazing positive energy within I convince myself that I can reach that pathway, I must just focus on creating an opportunity to make it happen. Think! Think! Think! Concentrate! Believe! All of a sudden I find myself slowly floating off the ground; I look at the path ahead and glance at the three golden eagles flying in circles around it. I stretch my arms out and make as if I am Super-Man and fly with speed that suddenly manifests like a flash of lightning. I am near it and start to slow down as I get closer and closer. Finally I land on the path and what I see before me amazes me! It's a gigantic obstacle course in front of me, a science fiction one! So many challenges in this obstacle course and pretty unusual ones as well, flights of dragons in many different colors, rocks levitating in a circular motion, an upside down forest with golden fog filling it up, I also see an arena made of pure silver and in the middle of it is some strange looking complicated puzzle that must be solved. Wow! It looks like some magical world, at the other side of this obstacle course I see the land I am looking for, my destination, I see my dream life, my goals all achieved, the reason I am here on planet Earth, but to get there I must complete the challenges of this mysterious but creative obstacle course that is its own world. All I need lies within me and opportunities are endless, let me walk the pathway and reach my dreams. I believe this is the type of adventure we are blessed with when we choose to follow our dreams no matter how big they are. Maybe there won't be as much fiction but definitely excitement that is just as amazing and legendary!
the battle rages....you scream with all your heart......the red flows....the war is won....but still you fight...your team defeated.....why don't you run......because you don't fight for an army...you fight for no cause .....you fight for yourself....your team was defeated but you shed no tears ....your ally's are reddened and screaming.....yet still you rage...not with anger ...not with the fury that comes with hate....but with a sort of sick enjoyment ...your enjoying this....you fight the war because you like it....you killed them all ...your own team defeated....the enemy scared ....they fear you...that only makes it worse for them....you go to them next....they try to run...their pants are wet...some are just boys....you do not slow......you will never be welcomed ....only feared....and fear...wears off in time...and so will your strenght .......hell waits with chains so hot
the red flows in my veins as it flows in yours my bones hold me up just like the hold you...yet you have a different taste ......a red taste .....you wish to gnaw on my reddened bones...why do you have such a taste i may never know for i'm gone now.....away you go my bones picked clean now i lay on your shelf ...a trophy of a battle long gone of a meal long eaton but still you hunger still you dream still you crave the red ......no more battles to fight ....no more warriors to redden...what will you do ....will you take the crazed path or will you fight your own demons this night.....the red taste is powerful....no more trophies for you...just a crazed war hero from a battle long forgotten ...just a war hero ....still in the war ...wanting the war.....craving the red of battle
What I feel for you is not something that can be easily described. What I feel for you is something so strong, something that runs through my veins every time I see you smile at me. the way that you come in the room and your eyes searching for a seat, I imagine those eyes are searching for me. And when your eyes pass over me, you smile slowly not really knowing what your smile does to me. As you sit in front of me, my mind start to wander.. 'do you know who I am? Will you be offended if I played with your hair? What if I gave you a small peck in the back of your bare neck?' To me you mean the world. you mean EVERYTHING to me. You're my whole world. To you, I'm only the lonely awkward girl who sits behind you in class who you say hi too, just to be nice.
-GiGi_19
Friends W/ Benefits
After a certain period of time, you forget it was just game.
Those smiles, those looks, those words, those touches...
EVERYTHING.
All of it.
It was all just a game..
But through it all, deep inside,
you knew there was something different,
something changing deep inside of you,
something so deep, something so rich,
such an indescribable feeling...
That's when you come to realize
that you wanted the games to end....
You want them to grab you with love rather than with lust.
You want them to hold you forever, not just for that night.
And that my friend, is when you truly realize
that FWB and NSA never work out....
because..in the end...
in the sweet agonizing end..
someone always ends up falling in love.. </3
... -G.A 11-04-12