a miracle too

our romance won't end on a sorrowful note, though by tomorrow you're gone. the song has ended but, as the songwriter wrote - the melody lingers on

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@opheliasang​ i’m just sitting here like. woah. did i really sleep through this entire shitty month?

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does anyone else just plain up hate january ? so freaking much ?

[stormlit]

                                                    and go where the stars take you

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bullshited through an exam and a paper i had to turn in, probably failed both but shrug emoji. starters time !

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    ‘nd wayne starter call !

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      jimmy starter call ! 

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okay, so decision time. i am hereby dropping threads here. or well, more complicated than this - but i’ve spoken before about how i’ve been hoarding some old answers i’m just not satisfied with and, well, hopefully at some point i’ll be able to pick them up and start over, but at the moment, i’d rather say this is a thread drop, and allow myself the freedom to go on, start new stuff, and take some good resolutions for the semester to come. i actually can see myself picking up quite a few of those threads in the future, but i’d like to be able to mix it in with new stuff, and do it at my own pace without feeling guilty. so, what i’m gonna say is i’ll keep a copy of the posts i owe replies to, but delete the replies of mine i had drafted and was not satisfied with. i will allow myself to start new stuff, and more than allow myself, i’ll hold onto it without letting it drag me down for months like what i’ve got here has. and if i get the muse and over that, the satisfication in my own writing related to those, i’ll also leave a door open to allow myself to reply to those in the future. but yeah, it’s just a door, and i’d really rather focus on new stuff and more or less start over, if that makes any kind of sense ? hope y’all understand, and if anyone wants to plot something, well, feel free to hit me up ! i’ll post starter calls soon, and who knows, maybe those ‘old’ threads will come back sooner than i expect it.

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i have so many threads in my drafts - replies done that i'm just not satisfied with and that are. Genuinely holding me back. Thinking about wiping all that, dropping most threads i've got and just starting over. maybe keep a handful but redo my replies so i don't end up stuck with those horrible ones. And just. Take a bit of a breath. I need to sort through this and give it some order because i ? really miss writing my nerds a lot but this is. Killing me and opening my drafts / dash makes me cringe like hell at my own shit and just. Kills my will. Which annoys me ton. I don't want to upset anyone that's been waiting forever for an answer though - and there's some threads i don't want to drop but i just. Genuinely. I'm horribly unsatisfied with myself and have no clue what to do bc shit i ? Miss writing ? Tons. And like. Kill me.

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astrificare:

       he doesn’t know how he is, who he is, what he is. adrenaline is still thrumming through donny’s veins as surely as if he’d pressed a needle to his skin and injected it there, his heart still feels exposed and raw, everyone able to see his vulnerability and everyone able to stamp on it, and crush it to the ground. it was the right thing to do, donny remains sure of that. what he doesn’t know is what it’ll mean. getting back at the producers here is one thing, making sure his guys aren’t taken advantage of…but getting on with life after that is harder. but donny’s had to do that before, with a harder thing clinging onto him and trying to drag him back. he made it here, didn’t he? he can make it again. tomorrow, he’ll figure out how; today, he’s a mess of emotion. it wouldn’t take much for it to explode everywhere, he thinks. he could barely get through the last stanzas. the ones about him, the ones accurately summarising him in but a few lines. now the entire country knows that. knows about all of them. it’s a strange feeling, isn’t it?  ❝ i…dunno, yet. ❞ it feels good. it feels terrifying. it feels like he wants to cry.  ❝ i do know that it was right. ❞

        it’s quite impossible to describe, what he feels. it’s not fine, not exactly relief, not excitement, not anymore. it’s all going down. it’s that moment after a storm. or actually, no. it’s long after the storm, but as if he was only now realizing just how far the ruins are going. there’s no fire, no smoke. just ground, and ruins. the kind you could build over. it feels a bit like starting over, maybe, without starting new. it’s all still there somehow, the memories, and the life before, and that performance. julia’s voice still ringing in his head, over it all, over every detail his mind can grasp. every little thing that might seem to even just whisper ‘danger’. donny doesn’t. donny’s lost. donny’s on the verge of tears. but donny’s safe. someone he knows. safe and trust. family. and he thinks of his, if only for a second. how they must have heard. and air gets caught up in his throat somehow. ❝ it was. ❞ it has to be. maybe now they’ll understand. they’ll have to, they can only understand, now that their souls have been laid bare on that stage, through those songs. he’s not even sure who they might be at this point. ❝ it had to be ... a slap to the face. hopefully, for them. ❞ maybe now they know real sacrifice. maybe now it’s more than an echo for them. and breathe. remember to breathe. it is easy to see just how conscious it is for him. silence flies with seconds. just a few more. ❝ home ... you think they listened ? ❞ 

[bidoctor]

[newsnights]

[not-all-the-prayers]

and the world will be better for this, that one man scorned and covered with scars, still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable star

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@astrificare​ atm i kinda wanna be like ‘EVERYONE’ but given i’m sobbing my ass off - not the right moment to take a decision on who i’m adding. v. probably jim (v. probably canon divergent... but having muses w such similar names is gonna kill my ass, u realize that). v. probably friend shaped boss ( v. definitely canon divergent, fuck this show ). maybe neal. maybe reese (... i so wouldn’t have expected myself to say that). maybe mac. maybe rebecca. maybe freaking elliot ( why wasn’t he in the last ep, i like dork news anchor). hard maybe on don ( like i’d want to but i don’t trust myself w his voice ).  i have too much muse rn and need to chill.

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in a way i love the newsroom in another woah, fuck the newsroom

[yesjisung]

Without our traditions, our lives would be as shaky as…  as a fiddler on the roof!

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me: i need to remake my old icons me (5 seconds after): yeah but i lost my caps of this nerd bein cute and can’t remake thOSE