War. War never changes.

Mainly a writing blog dedicated to anything and everything that catches my eye. You can call me John. 

[whiskeynbiscuits]

Hes my best friend. hes been with me since childhood. he held me when I stayed up all night watching cartoons. He showed me the light and the darkness. we jumped on the trampoline in the backyard, we swung on the swing in the front yard. We went to school together. we failed in each class together. he showed me how to stop eating. he helped me hide myself to feel better. Hes all i know. Hes always with me. hes helping me write this. Hes my depression. he loves me and i love him. 

[whiskeynbiscuits]

What I am about to write is going to be filled with quite a lot of venting and will most likely, for certain, go on as a ramble.  But I fear that if I do not get this out then I will never be able to recover from this. 2 months ago I got sick. It was nothing too serious, just a bad case of the stomach flu and then a common cold after that. But once it was all done I have not been feeling the same. It took a lot of energy out of me that I had hoped to give my new year a fierce push with, but because of that, I feel as though I lost it all. I believe that it mentally sickened me as well. And despite my proactive efforts of taking medication every morning, eating as healthy as I am able and socializing as much as I can; nothing has worked. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning again, I've been having a glass of wine each night this week and even a glass of whiskey after. I am not showering as often as I used to, which was every day, but I am relieved that I am still washing my face and keeping my clothes clean. My room is a mess, the bed's sheets need washing, I should dust and clean all of this filth out. I am hoping that one day the energy will manifest back inside me and I can proceed to live my life with passion. 

[whiskeynbiscuits]

You can be sad without the shame of it. You can cry your eyes out with a smile without the craziness others will say you are. You can do it all in your own comfort of your own home. Its okay to stay inside. 

[mstrmagnolia]

a couple of old & new Sherlock art

[cupidford]

Change, Or Lack Thereof by blacktofade

Johnlock Love Letters #1378 (ACD/Victorian recs)

[the-bookshop]

Source.

[oraora-tarotaro]

Advice for NaNoWriMo writers (newcomers and returnees alike)

After two years of participating in and winning NaNoWriMo, I thought I’d prepare for this year’s event by writing down a few reminders to myself, based on my past experiences. In case it might be of help to others, I’m sharing my thoughts here.

(Long post ahead…!)

Reminders to myself during NaNoWriMo:

Keep reading

[gettingitwrite]

Sprinkling in new subplots like

[ez-cookie]

Am I excited for National Novel Writing Month or am I terrified

[wenchyfloozymoo]

[thighetician]

The second girl at least read the book to confirm that it was shit, she even had Capote on deck as backup. Chick 1 is just lazy

[kaylapocalypse-deactivated20201]

Nope. Girl 2 saw that Girl 1′s absolutely accurate analysis was being shut down just because it wasn’t stated in an intellectual way (in spite of its validity). So Girl 2 reinforced Girl 1′s opinions in solidarity and made sure that it was absolutely clear that Girl 1 was factually correct. WITHOUT taking credit for her observations (”kim is right” instead of “Actually, kim”)  

Girls supporting Girls. 

Girls not letting other girls be treated poorly.

[sweaterkittensahoy]

If you read thirty pages of a book and hate it, that’s a good analysis. Girl 1 literally said, “It sucked for these reasons, and I only got through 30 pages.” She was absolutely paying attention and trying to get it. But if all you get is a headache, fuck that book.

[mckitterick]

I love this exchange

[whiskeynbiscuits]

Nanowrimo is very soon and I am so unsure of what I want to write. It has always been a dream of mine to write for Nanowrimo but I was never able to sit down and focus on it. Im thinking of looking up some prompts and others works to inspire me. Hopefully ill have something soon. 

[whiskeynbiscuits]

Learning to survive as kid among other kids who are given resources to live day by day will strip you of humanity and gift you reality.  Imagine growing up where at age 4 you were on your own, forced to provide for yourself even though you had no way to gain what you needed everyday to live. Woke up at 5am everyday just to mooch off people who pitied you, stole from the ignorant and trusted no one. You had to fed, dress, wash and teach yourself alone. Learning to survive as a kid alone is traumatic. 

[thegoodvybe]

[thegoodvybe]

[cremedelacoeur]

// old books + coffee aesthetic \

for the anon friend that made my day by requesting this moodboard ☕️📖

[intj-writer]

[whiskeynbiscuits]

Written at midnight in Waffle House

The way I see love is it is an energy so fragile in nature. You must put work, effort, and care into it for it to stay healthy. If not cared for then love will begin to die. And if any harm comes to it then love will begin to twist into a terrible energy. You must put your own heart into love and it will be beautiful.