S’more Bear Macaroon By Douglas X

you get used to it, but it's tiring, because they need you to understand your own life as a series of goalposts. what college are you going to, what's your major going to be, whatcha gonna do with that, oh where will you settle down, when can i expect grandkids.

for the longest time my goals have been so blurry that they track into each other, their undefined edges slipping quietly back into the soft night. today i want to be a writer; tomorrow i will want to be a doctor, later i will wish i took that law school free ride. how the fuck do people just know what they want to do with their life?

where do you want to be in five years? i want to be alive; which is a huge step for me. ten years ago i would have said i want to be asleep and meant i hope that i'm dead by then.

but i want a yellow kitchen and a stand mixer. i want a garden and a fruit tree (cherry, if i can make that happen) and a big yard for my dogs to play in. i want to come home and read poetry out loud to someone and have them close their eyes to listen. i want a summer watergun fight. i want to make snowmen. i want to be the house to go to for halloween. i want my life to settle around me in a softness, for it to lay down gently. if i am very, very, very lucky, i want to travel; finally go someplace overseas.

of course i don't know what i want to be doing professionally. what i actually want to be doing is curling up beside my dog, settling in to read. i want to be making myself a cup of good coffee.

i can't answer the other questions. whenever people asked me what do you want to be when you grow up, i used to say i hope i'm happy.

i hope i'm still kind, five years from now. i hope i never get jaded and mean. i hope i have stayed in therapy. what do you picture yourself doing? when will you actually be an adult about this? why are you so afraid of being ambitious?

am i not ambitious? the other day i rearranged my furniture which doesn't quite fit into my apartment. i watered my plants. i'm going to try to propagate a cherry seed. my five year goal is to spend more time laughing. to lie down in a patch of sunwarm moss. to relax for a minute. to close my eyes and think oh thank god. this is why i stayed. this is finally it.

brought a poem to the gun fight

Prompt #33

When a character being held captive is chained in such a discomforting manner that sitting hurts them more then standing. The character is forced to stand utterly still to prevent the chains digging into them, but soon exhaustion takes hold of them. They are forced to sit.

i love sunsets, i love discovering new music, i love stargazing, i love walking, i love the smell of earth after it rains, i love coffee, i love the smell of books, i love quiet afternoons, i love open windows, i love the underlying flavors in food, i love poetry, i love freshly baked bread, i love painting my nails, i love flowers growing through cracks in the pavement. etc etc

“If I die, I want you all to know that I’m no hero, but I’m sure as hell not a coward.”

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What would you do with Infinity Gaunlet?

1. Every person gets food, water, shelter, and food Wifi so long as they are willing to contribute to society in some way shape or form.

2. Remove all rapists, Serial killers, and human traffickers from existence. (Pedophilc rapists get EXTRA painful removal) and any person that attempts to do such crimes from then on will immediately combust.

3. Fix all issues with the climate and make it physically impossible for humans regardless of their actions to impact the climate.

4. Invincible Penguin army to establish peace.

5. Fix the airing schedule of season 3 of ML, as well as some of the episodes I have beef with.

6. Have Free cures created for all diseases and disabilities. (Thus allowing for 1. To apply to everyone.)

7. Make Child birth Painless.

8. Make it so Women only get pregnant when the Woman wants to, and thus making ultimate birth control. (Thus making it easier for woman to get pregnant when they want to and not get pregnant when they don’t)

9. Feminine care products are much more affordable.

10. It is impossible for any animal to harm a person.

11. Make it so only I can weild the infinity gauntlet, and I can not be murdered.

The perfect crime will never be discovered.

august is not summer august is when they turn the light back on in the cinema and you get knocked out of your trance and back to reality again

i have such a love for characters who descend into madness or villainy out of deep, deep empathy. characters who fundamentally cannot cope with the cruel realities they find themselves in and blow up about it in spectacular fashion. fallen angel type characters with tears of outrage in their eyes. characters who break before they bend, and break so badly they splatter blood all over their noble ideals. every variation on it gets me so good

You are a spy and are assigned to a mission that involves you getting married to the person that you are investigating. Unbeknownst to you however the person you are investigating is also investigating you. After a while you begin to fall in love. Write what happens when you find out your partner of many years is also a spy.