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Thoughts on pants

wish they didn’t exist

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For my daily routine!

contribution to @scrunchi​ ‘s latest DTIYS post

The original is so damn cute! I love it:

https://scrunchi.tumblr.com/post/655337043040272384/dtiys-maybe-post-this-here-too-if-you-wan-t-to

(and again I like my draft more than the result. Unfortunately a bit of ink leaked out at Eddie’s right hand q3q)

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here, have some bi-ace solidarity

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tumblr isn’t considered a social media because everyone on here is just talking to themselves

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It's getting bad again.

There is a terrible hollow inside me I don't want to feel or examine.

How to deal with it?

When you're so down.

Words aren't my strength anymore, I couldn't describe how I feel.

I want it to end, I want out.

I feel the ache in my chest. My heart is physically hurting. My throat is burning.

I'm almost gasping for breath.

Helplessness filling me. Emptiness, as though the whole world turned grey.

What's the point?

I am collapsing and I am not prepared to rise back.

I can feel the darkness crawling over me, stealing every remaining living part of me.

Every cell in my body is screaming for release, though the screams are left unheard, unwanted.

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please he is so fucking attractive

CALEB MCLAUGHLIN FOR FLAUNT MAGAZINE

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i love her but what if one day they drown in my blood

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Do y'all think when Eddie would lay in bed at night, staring at the ceiling, he would wish Richie would climb through his window? That he would hope every single night Richie would surprise him?

I think Eddie would beg and plead with the universe to put it in his best friend's head to sneak over. It would start after the first night when they were 9 years old and Richie snuck over, climbed the tree by Eddie’s window, and knocked on the window with that huge dopey grin on his face.

They would talk all night, giggling and trying to stay quiet. Richie would cuddle Eddie and neither spoke about it. It was just what they did when Richie laid in bed with Eddie, mindlessly playing with Eddie's hair or lightly rubbing Eddie’s arm.

Even at 17 years old he would still wish for Richie to crawl through that window that has gotten harder to climb through since Richie shot up like a weed.

I think Eddie would leave his window unlocked every night just in case. His mother would lock it every time she noticed it was unlocked and once she left his room, Eddie would scramble to the window to unlock it.

I think after Eddie finally moved away from Derry. He still did the same thing, only he didn't know why or who about. He would still leave his window unlocked, he would still stare at the ceiling begging the universe to make him sneak over. Only he would wonder to himself who that "he" is. Sometimes the mental image of glasses came to mind but it was quickly gone as soon as it came.

I think Eddie would still do this even through college. Even after marrying Myra. His wife getting so annoyed with him for leaving their home at risk for a break in. Never able to explain why he has to leave the window unlocked because even he doesn't know.

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this is exactly what i needed rn, so thank you

Write me something evil 😈😈😈

Eddie stood in front of the Neibolt house, just staring at it. The leper had chased him to the back of the house only a day ago, that's where he had seen IT, the clown.

That awful terrible clown with the bright orange hair and white and red face paint. He had taunted Eddie, poked fun at him for running, he had insinuated things he would rather not think about.

And yet here he was, standing in the road, staring at that awful house. He had worn his yellow car shirt and red shorts that day, knowing it would be really hot outside. He was on his way to meet up with the others, have fun and forget about the scary things.

That's when he heard it, the labored breathing of the leper behind him. He gulped loudly and slowly turned around, praying he was imagining it. The leper stood there in all his disgusting glory.

"You want a blowjob Eddie? I'll do it for a quarter. Hell I'll do it for a dime!" The leper said wickedly.

Eddie screamed and looked around, hoping to find something to defend himself with. The leper stepped closer and Eddie backed away.

"Leave me alone! I'm not gay!"

The leper laughed as it continued to get closer to Eddie. The poor boy was shaking, tears forming in his eyes. He felt his chest grow tight and he pulled out his inhaler from his fannypack and took a couple puffs.

"I'll blow you for nickel! Or even a penny!" The leper said then coughed.

"No!"

Eddie covered his eyes and counted to five, when he opened his eyes the leper was gone. He took a deep breath and turned around only to see Richie standing there.

"What about from me Eds? I'll blow you for free," Richie said with a smirk.

Eddie gasped, it couldn't be Richie, could it? He wore that stupid pink Hawaiian shirt so it must be him. Richie started laughing, he laughed until it started to sound mean, then his laugh sounded like he was crazy. His eyes turned a bright yellow and his smile got too wide for his face. Claws on his fingertips and then sharp teeth appeared.

Richie ran towards Eddie and that's when Eddie’s legs finally decided to do what they should have done from the start, RUN. That was not Richie, that was IT and it knew. It knew his deep dark secret that he never spoke out loud.

Eddie ran and he ran, not caring where he ran to, but after a few minutes he heard his name being called, then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Eds! Hey, what's wrong? Why are you running?"

The voice belonged to Richie and Eddie stopped for a moment, turned around and saw that pink Hawaiian shirt that the IT Richie had worn. His eyes widened and he slapped Richie's hand off his shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" He yelled.

Richie looked confused and a little hurt, something had happened and he wanted to help. He kept his hands to himself, not wanting to upset the smaller boy any more than he already was.

"Eds?"

"I'm not gay! Get away from me!" Eddie yelled then took off running again.

Richie stood there stunned. His jaw had dropped and eyes as wide as saucers. Tears pricked his eyes and he felt heartbroken. How had Eddie found out that he was in love with him? He hadn't told a soul, not even Stan.

Eddie had found out his dirty little secret and he hated him, the boy he would die for, protect, and loved, hated him because he was dirty, he was one of those people.

Tears fell down his cheeks, all hope of even just a chance with Eddie, gone. Their friendship was probably over, no more sneaking into Eddie’s room at night to comfort the boy on bad days, no more sharing ice cream when Eddie insisted he would never eat after anyone but he still shared ice cream and even drinks with Richie, and no more swimming together, obviously Eddie wouldn't want Richie to see him in nothing but tightie whities.

Richie started to walk home, screw seeing his friends, he just wanted to be alone. He wanted to wallow in his pain. Most of all, he wanted the one thing he couldn't have, Eddie.

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Me, a furry politician

*pounces on foreign affairs* hai x3 

*glomps unemployment rate, my tail swishing* Oops hehe

*Notices the national deficit* What’s this? OwO 

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i think we are dentists

are we human

or are we dentists

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workshopping a YA novel where the government divides everyone into social classes based on whether they like cilantro or think it tastes like soap

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this is what my head sounds like when i think of you

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i feel like the first step to this is to stop posting every thought that pops in my head

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how am i so motivated and unmotivated at the same time

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i should write her a book, idk if itd be about them bbut itd be for her

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should i write abut her