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honestly my sympathies to the a81 fans who were here before the show came out and got excited to see the adaptation. i found the podcast after watching the show first, and i feel like it's the inverse experience of what everyone else is complaining about. like i watched a very Alright season of a kinda spooky show and thought "that was pretty decent i wonder if it was from a book or something" and then i found out it's actually one of the best podcasts i've ever listened to. like. oh melody? she's a lesbian and the love between her and her wife is one of the driving forces of the show. Visser? not a building that happens to hold a cult for no reason but a living entity feeding off of the devotion of its host. the otherworld? not just some random alien host world but the City, a world of dreams and horror and beauty and mystery. i feel like i lucked out so hard
Watching the Supergirl finale via my dashboard
I’ve scrolled so much and I haven’t seen 1 thing about the sheet ingenuity of the shadow and bone costumes!!!! THEYRE SO AMAZING AND GORGEAOUS FROM THE CAPES TO THE EMBROIDERED COATS TO THE LEATHER PANTS TO LITERALLY EVERYTHING. I WANT TO WEAR IT ALL. That’s not to mention that they all captured the personality of their characters really really well and like it conveyed who they were and their personalities. It’s just- I think the costume designer needs more appreciation
we thought we hadn't heard back from the magazine we submitted poetry to because we never got an email notification, but it was because our email wasn't set up on our phone and we actually got rejected weeks ago ajsdfkl
February 7, 2023 Verse Of The Day
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Today there is a gaping hole.
It lingers somewhere deep in my chest.
It feels like my entire being could seep out
and I could simply cease to exist.
I know what caused the hole , you know?
I created it myself , for you.
It's the place you used to be.
Laughing. Joking. Assuring.
I made sure to carefully remove it and mount it somewhere deep in my mind.
Out of site. Out of mind.
Out of site. Out of mind.
Out of site. Out of mind.
But...you aren't really gone.
You still linger in the lyrics of all my favourite songs. The comfort I used to feel around sharp ridged edges are now associated to you.
The smell of your cologne and even the moans from my self conscious - remind me of you .
So tonight , I let that gaping hole leak around me.
And , maybe just hope it leads me back to you.