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something cathartic about yelling at a ref thats the same age as you at your younger siblings game even though you barely even know the rules

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i hate that im letting a man make me feel so childish but god if i dont smile like a goddamn kid in a candy store every time i see him. like he is the sunshine in my life and i hate that, i hate that he is patient and kind and is so willing to wait for me. he is understanding and funny and so so silly. he makes me laugh and smile and i’m always happier when hes holding me. god damnit. is this what it means to have a crush? is this what it means to be falling for someone?

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god forbid a girl has hobbies i say while snuggling with a man while we swear we are just friends

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theres something so pure about a friendship. like we love each other not because of our looks, but because our personalities have intermingled and intertwined until we are one in the same. we laugh and we smile and we hold each other and we cry and we understand. friendship is not once in a lifetime, but the right one can be. isnt that so special? that someone chooses you for whats in your heart and decides “wow i really love them”

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being a writer is googling "reddish pink color name" and not getting the objectively correct answer

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10 Lies Your Character Believes About Themselves (And They’d Die Before Admitting It)

These aren't the fun, Disney Channel lies like “I'm just a regular girl” while literally being a secret pop star. These are the ugly ones. The ones that get in your character’s blood and start rewriting their whole life without them noticing.

» “If people really knew me, they'd leave.” Not "might." Would. No question. So they smile bigger. They edit harder. They keep conversations surface-level. All while carrying this bone-deep certainty that love is conditional... and they are dangerously close to failing the test.

» “I have to earn every good thing.” Rest? Happiness? A day without guilt? They treat those things like prizes at the end of a brutal obstacle course. No one told them they could just have good things. No strings. No blood price. (So they keep bleeding anyway.)

» “I'm too much.” Too loud. Too intense. Too sensitive. Too complicated. They know it. They've been told. So now they pull themselves in, hold their breath, bite back everything real until they barely take up space at all. (And ironically, they still think they’re being "too much.")

» “I'm not enough.” Neat little trick, right? They’re both "too much" and "not enough" at the same time. Magic. They're convinced everyone else got the secret manual for how to be lovable and they somehow missed it.

» “If I'm strong enough, nothing can hurt me.” They call it resilience. Other people call it stubbornness. Reality calls it self-destruction. They've mistaken numbness for healing and independence for invulnerability. But hurt still gets in. It just hits harder when it’s been bottled up for years.

» “I’m responsible for everyone's happiness.” Caretaker. Peacemaker. Therapist friend. Emotional sponge. They’ve appointed themselves as everyone's safety net, believing that if they don’t hold everything together, everything will fall apart. (Newsflash: it's not their circus, and it never was.)

» “I don't need anyone.” Need is a dirty word. It’s weak. It’s dangerous. So they white-knuckle their way through life, collecting scars and pretending it’s freedom. But late at night? In the dark? They’d sell their soul for someone to just... stay.

» “I'm the villain in someone else's story and they might be right.” They know they've hurt people. Made bad calls. Left damage. And no matter how much good they do now, some part of them whispers, You don’t get to come back from that.

» “My best days are behind me.” Whether they peaked in high school, lost their shot at something important, or just carry a chronic ache of nostalgia, they believe it’s too late. That nothing good can be built from where they are now. (Which, ironically, makes them waste even more time.)

» “This is as good as it gets.” They settle. For bad love. Boring jobs. Half-dead dreams. They tell themselves it's "realistic." "Mature." "Practical." But underneath? It's fear. It's heartbreak. It's the quiet belief that hope is something they can’t afford anymore.

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yall ever have a headache for undetermined reasons and then think a bit harder and realize the reason is determined

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Writers are made of two things: stardust and stories we’ll never admit were about ourselves.

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An ending isn’t just where the story stops, it’s why it mattered. A good ending lingers. It makes the reader sit there for a second, staring at the last sentence, feeling like they’ve lost something. It should echo back to the beginning, but everything’s different now. If your ending doesn’t hit like a punch to the gut or a slow exhale, it’s not done yet.

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I’m reading a day of fallen night and for some reason I’ve become very attached to wulf x thrit but there is no content anywhere about it. Like I need to find other people in the World Wide Web who r rooting for them more than they root for themselves

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Hermitcraft Postal Service you will always be famous

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they were so funny for this

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a song for anyone who didn’t grow up eating at the table. whatever that may mean to u

#music #arcane #silver spoon

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How does this situation keep getting WILDER WHAT

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I think it's because of dream's inability to shut the fuck up

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god my heart breaks for the creators who were minors on the dsmp cause they went through so much shit not just by the fans but also by fucking dream himself

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god there is seriously no drama like Dream drama. nothing brings a community together more.