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This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.

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i'm stuck. and i'd rather be unstuck please.

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my palms get sweaty when you're near.

i find your aura so enticing, so intoxicating.

i don't know what else to say, can you run your hands through those locks one more time? it was raining that day, and i thought you looked so good with wet hair.

i'm sorry i can't help it, if only you knew. if only..

if only i could tell you.

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bread pudding, my love

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Art by Brecormark 

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i’ve learned

to keep the past

in boxes.

i let them pile up

in my mind,

memories too painful

to sift through,

but too sacred

to throw out.

most of the boxes

are filled with you.

koko.poetry

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cat sticker

i have a cat sticker

and it’s stuck to the back of my phone

it’s a cat sleeping with a blanket over his tummy

a little fish chew toy next to him

it’s very dear to me

because my sister gifted it to me

and it’s my favorite thing in the world

it’s black and white, coated with vinyl

and I hope it never wears off

I have this cat sticker

and I don’t part with it

where i go, it follows me around with every ounce of luck it has

i hope your day is full of kitty luck <3

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The ten commandments of writer.

1) Don't let anyone steal your voice.

Our inner voice is the reason we decide to tell a story one way or another. Our points of view, our eyes. Our voice. Don't let anyone steal your voice.

2) Don't compare your work.

Each writer has his own particular and original way of writing. There's a reason we like to read certain writers, right? Find out why other people should read to you. Read and learn from other jobs; do not read and compare; don't read and steal.

3) Write from your personal experiences.

Don't write about things you don't know; write about how you would like to know those things, or how you think they are.

4) Write for yourself, not for others.

Stop thinking that your ideas are not good.

As Stan Lee said: << I consider myself an ordinary person. And if I was able to think of a story that I liked, then there must be another ordinary person who likes it. >>

It doesn't matter if you are ordinary or extraordinary, human or alien. You will find many people who will love your story, but the ESSENTIAL thing is that YOU BE THE PERSON WHO LOVES IT THE MOST.

5) Start writing.

You are the one who is driving the car. Don't expect other people to start writing for you.

6) Write even when you think what you're writing is bad.

As Rad Bradbury said, << Write a short story every week. You can't write 52 bad stories in a row >>.

7) Read a lot. Read more than you write.

As simple and complicated as it sounds, a writer improves his work through hours and hours of reading. Stop reading as a reader, start reading as a writer. It is time to pay attention to the rhythm of the paragraphs, the evolution of the characters, etc.

8) Find a guide.

It doesn't matter if you are a writer, photographer, painter or whatever. Find someone who knows more than you and try to learn from him / her / them. Don't underestimate help, getting help doesn't mean you're not good enough, but rather that you are working to be better.

9) Accept that not everyone is going to like your stories.

Be self-critical, accept that not everyone is going to like what you write, and that sometimes that has nothing to do with your story. But with the taste of others. You cannot please everyone.

10) Keep writing.

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Emotional Fruits

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We all deserve a friend like Anzu ♥︎

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i made a tsuchako charm! i think it turned out really cute!!

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tuesday / background practice pieces (ii)

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doodled some bnha boys! i love drawing profiles

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that one midsummer night

fireflies glisten near the river of our house

little bulbs of lights flicker in and out

i call my sister and we wear our summer pants and t-shirts

i hold her hand

brushing past the brambles

we see twinkles of spots near the corn stalks

i tell her in my softest voice

we’re almost there

and she believes me with her small eyes of gold

we dance through the grass and sing our favorite song

twinkle twinkle little star

and it feels like everything isn’t changing

everything is still the same

for one split second,

she’s still ten and i’m still fourteen,

we’re not grownups but kids still living life

without a care at all

and that’s how it’s supposed to be,

getting lost in the blades of green,

running as the summer stars lead us home.