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The world needs more selkie content and I'm here to give it to you.

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I shaved my head and noone knows why
It was time to wind up my mum
It's a lot cooler in the heatwave
It's makes going swimming easier
It's more butch
I was bored one night
All true but not the truth
I couldn't cope
It had to go
The brushing, the washing
Fatigue says no
I shaved my head and I know why
It's fine
I don't love it
I don't hate it
It wasn't really my choice
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Writing is about crafting a very serious scene regarding numerous injured people while the Macarena is stuck on loop in your head
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Sometimes, when a wishing well has taken many, many offerings, all that gold starts to attract wildlife…
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just realised i never posted this one here! shes one of my faves <3 and she is a print!
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I'm convinced mama dragons carry their babies around in their mouth for protection, like how crocodiles do...
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Bitter singleton valentines grumbling under the cut
Putting this under the cut bc its probs just gonna be me being bitter and lonely.
All my 'friends are not any less important than partners' queer friend s have paired off (and do fucking couples nights now) and just pulled away. It's not like any one person has done something wrong, and some of it is shifting relationship dynamics and me not being able to be out and about as much. I'm just feeling lonely and chronically ill and a bit abandoned, and I'm just not in a place where I'm likely to be making romantic connections any time soon (I'm finding it hard enough just to get out and socialise atm). Things where I'd have been invited to before people now take their partners.
I normally love valentines day and spend it with friends, and nobody wanted to do anything this year (its ended up being a moot point anyway as I have caring responsibilities). It feels a bit like I was the placeholder friend until people found their romantic partners.
Anyway, I said it would be a bitter grumble and it is. Perpetually single, perpetually ill, perpetually tired.
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"Old gods this, new gods that". Well have you ever seen a fleet of windmills up close? Tell me they're not the benevolent giants of the hills.
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sir Gawain and the Green Knight for my Monthly monster drawing ♥ I think I am going to use this one as Christmas postcard :3
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I want to write an after the Christmas movie ends type ROM com, maybe slightly like You (the TV show) in vibe.
Like she marries the billionaire who encouraged her to be a free spirit, but then she cant keep her job anymore bc of his PR image, but its okay bc he has enough money, and thats okay for a bit but then she hardly sees him, and a PR scandal breaks out about some horrific way he's made his money and she has to decide if she sticks by him (or sues him for every penny and donates it to charity). And just like the slow spiral into the reality of what dating a billionaire would be like.
#this isnt a criticiam of the genre (although as much as I enjoy shitty rom coms theres defo a conversation to be had about how it feeds into#into tradwife lite ideologies#i dont know enough about billionaires to pull it off
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does anyone wanna adore me but in a violent scary way
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