don't be afraid— the flood will bear you to the bank and set you safe on your feet again.23, she/they
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I am messing this upppppppppppp
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Dont ask, i didn’t expect this either but new chapter out here
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Guess who just typed allyship instead of alliance
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I think I’ve just written the best lines I’ll ever write. That’s my magnum opus right there. Nothing is ever going to be better ever
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Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
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Man if we had been playing for money I would’ve just become very wealthy indeed
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No seriously feeling very parasocial tonight :)
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WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!
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"why did you stop writing your story!!! never stop writing!!!!!!!!!!!" well you see the character had to drive one mile to a new location and the sentence "she got into the car" was quite simply my undoing
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The problem is I always want to dm my mutuals some shit like "I consider you an ally to my cause"
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everyone who interacts with a post on my blog is entered into a secret lottery wherein a winner is randomly chosen for me to go thru their blog for a minute or two. thanks for playing, everyone
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I KNEW IT!!! John willoughby do not come around these parts for I will fuck you upppp
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you left me no choice but to blog about this
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Throws the chapter and runs
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This chapter sucks I fear. Have a snippet anyways.
“I assure you the Armed Detective Agency will take care of this in a matter of minutes.” For the first time since he’d stepped foot into this godforsaken school—for the first time in days—the smile that slipped onto his face felt genuine. Pride, he recognised, pulsing through his veins with every breath. “And besides, if they do not manage to find them, I’m sure our other friends will—won’t they, Ango?”
Ango frowned, like he wanted to say don’t drag me into this mess, but shrugged when he realized Dazai wouldn’t let him off without a proper reaction. “I do remember someone owing you a big favour….”
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