#LOADING . . . ʚ♡ɞ ( queue )

[love-shutdown]

i'll be a bit absent this weekend but i still wanted to throw up a starter call for data corrupt to hit this week!! i won't have a cap on this but i may be a little selective. i'll dm you to see if you'd like to do something for phase 1, or if you'd like to plot ahead for phase 2!!

[nahalism]

Silly question but. Do you sometimes schedule/plan which posts should be reblogged together/after each to create some ”vibe” or you dont care about organizing like that and prefer it more random? Love yr blog and you

lol its not silly at all, although i feel like my answer is such a psychoanalysis of my personality lmao. i do exactly that. i basically hoard a whole host of stuff in my drafts then depending on the mood im feeling ill mine through & queue things in the order id like them posted in. the order is according to my mood, the literature im feeling to write or repost, or the even colour schemes/music what im feeling makes me wanna see/hear. theres rhyme and reason but it rly comes down to posting what i feel like posting how i feel like posting. i do post things sporadically or just because & quite often too but thats just cause i feel like it. thank you ʚ(´◡`)ɞ sending loads of love back♡

[love-shutdown]

which imaginary illness are you?

wanderer’s ache.

you need to leave, you can't stay. you've forgotten how to do it - how to set your roots, how to unpack the moving boxes. staying too long isn't an option, the steady thrum of mixed curiosity and dread always propelling you forward. you've burnt all your bridges, leaving a trail of shattered connections every time you leave. but still you can't stay, can't even sit still. you tire of life as it happens, wishing you could quit your job and just become something else - anything at all. you've forgotten how to make a place into a home, feeling content only in novelty, at home only on the road.