#am I going to stop? no

[theaceofarrows]

[exhausted-undead]

Dawn - Act One

[graciebrams]

my lipgloss addiction is getting out of hand

[lighthouseshepard]

btw i started writing fucked up oscar forgets arthur at 2 am and its making me UPSET

[gaykamenriderdreams]

My number one toxic trait is making up horrible little nicknames for every character I like and in the process forcing my friends to parse the most deranged sentences known to mankind

[universalfanfic]

wondered why I felt like I could never not be writing at any given time; like?? why does it never feel like enough??

and then I realized that I'm essentially trying to write three full length novels at once

[proseandpeonies]

so i am always trying to practice french, but in the fall i'm starting modern arabic for uni and in may i'm going to costa rica so i'm working on my spanish ,,,,currently studying three languages and my brain is exploding

[twoisforeverbritish]

…this is what happens when I get bored.

[somnas-writes]

In my mind Aphmau has short curly hair

[thebisexualswiftie]

Is it just me? Or does everyone have the most out of the world, unsensical, elaborate dreams?

So, last night I had a one-of-a-kind dream.

So, I saw that a new teacher (a teacher who has actually taught me irl) had joined our school as an English teacher. Soon after that, our school goes bankrupt as the main source of funds for our school goes missing. What is that source of fund you make ask. It's a pot of ancient gold coins. (This made complete sense in my dream). Therefore, to investigate the case, the school appointed me as the lead detective. And my companion is my magical peacock(who can even swim under water). So,the peacock and I start with the school's Principal as we had a suspicion on her. She tells us that the robber of the pot of gold had left her a note that the pot was buried under the nearby river. We took the note and went under water. Of course, my dear peacock swam underneath the water to get me over there but we found nothing. Thus, we realised that our Principal had given us a fake lead. Our suspicions against her increased even more. Therefore we went over to her place the next day but to our disappointment, we found her dead. Yup, the Principal was dead. And there was a death note beside her from the murderer. However I noticed that the note had an ice cream stain on it. I immediately knew who it was. It was our English teacher. (Irl, I follow her on social media and she makes ice cream at home pretty often). Yeah, even this made sense to me in the dream. But how could I prove that she was the murderer and the robber? I had an idea and informed of my theory to my best ffriend(also the student of the school) who was an Instagram influencer in the dream. She agreed with me and we decided to raise a false alarm via her Paparazzi contracts that the pot of gold had been found. That night, we followed our English teacher and saw her enter the school premises. She rummaged through the girls' washroom and flushed a pan twice to reveal a secret door. It led to a dungeon and at the very end, we could see the pot of gold glistening in the moonlight. My best friend, my peacock and I turned the lights on and our teacher saw us. But she threatened us to get out of there ASAP and forget that she had stolen the pot of gold as she was armed with a gun. But we were smarter. My best friend had started an Instagram live and her many loyal followers and the students of the school had followed her to the school premises. The police came and arrested our teacher and thus, the pot of gold was returned. Here I come to the end of my dream.

Please let me know your thoughts to this as I wonder if people find this as hilarious as I do.

@ivysworld02 you know why I'm tagging you

@thecaffeinatedaddictedwriter I'm tagging you because I want you to read this

[muffinlance]

My baby daughter got her adorable puffin-print dress absolutely CAKED in mud crawling around the yard and my first thought was "oh no her beautiful dress"

And my second thought was "oh huh it really WOULD be easy to unconsciously steer her away from playing in the dirt. Unlike my son, whose outfits are usually some kind of solid dark easily washed pants plus a shirt that doesn't trail in the dirt like a dress does."

Anyway something something gender roles start getting shoved on kids from literal birth, but with a little time to think about things, YOU TOO can let your children of any gender absolutely destroy their clothes in the dirt pit they're digging in your garden

[lazylittledragon]

can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024

[transingthoseformers]

You know the more I scroll in the "For You" tab the more I'm starting to see why other social media sites see Tumblr Like That

[renobder690]

my opinions on any ship with medic in it

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

i would say that, mentally speaking, i'm in a good place right now! physically of course, the crows continue their chanting,