Sword w cellphone charms
hey, can we talk for a second? it’s about your girlfriend. yeah, she’s great. no, yeah, I agree. It’s just that… she seems really devoted to you? Like really devoted. Almost as if you were the sole, fragile line mooring her to the shores of humanity. No, that’s not romant—ugh. Listen. Me and the girls, we’re worried you might be the last good thing to happen to her and that were some tragedy to inevitably befall you, she would tear the gods from their thrones and dye the infinite western seas wine-dark with their ichor. Do you think you could introduce her to a new hobby or something? we don’t want to have to argue over what color “wine-dark” is supposed to be
rereading my own writing is just a constant fluctuation between "damn, girl, you wrote this? (affectionate)" and "damn, girl, you wrote this? (derogatory)"
"i let my friends/partner go through my phone" people baffle me like i don't even have anything worth hiding on mine and id still turn it into shrapnel before i let anyone browse through it. id prefer it be a fine metallic mist than let anyone see the recipe tabs i have open. it's my right and my right alone to know what strange games i downloaded from janky yet intriguing ads
I love a character who’s like “I know exactly who I am and I’m being very authentic about it” and then when you analyse his behaviour even a little bit you realise his self perception is completely selective and delusional.
R. - They/Them - Queer SF/F/Romance writer - Carrd with social media links.Avid fan of anything gay. This is my writing journal.
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