I Think There’s Something Very Wrong With Me

i’m in love with ink on paper

why do i even do this

But I am a star. I feel that I am a star. Shattered. I am a shard of glass on the ground.

Clarice Lispector, from A Breath of Life

“it’s starting to smell like pumpkin spice!”

“it’s starting to smell like scary movies!”

no.

it’s starting to smell like, the snow in the mountains was melting and bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to realize the gravity of our situation.

what the fuck

It’s 2am. ✌️🕑

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If you could instantly be granted fluency in 5 languages—not taking away your existing language proficiency in any way, solely a gain—what 5 would you choose?

your hate-filled tongue, your vicious lips

I'm like if a normal person was severely mentally ill

what do you mean, my comments are not cruel, they are honest

writer's block struck. i can't-

gonna take my mind of writing by actually writing an actual original series i've been reviewing with @sincerelycrescent (your comments are cruel but appreciated) (hey i've been coming to the conclusion that i am too kind) so...might make it an original series on here-

and then i may or may not have found out that i have a thing for age gaps don't look at me like that why are you looking at me like that no

i could still write today but then i started losing my motivation for like everything and i'm just like -_- i don't wanna do anything

i have acquired 29 novels and a 2-year-long weekly subscription of time magazine. my friends think i’m crazy. mission accomplished

the book fair in my city is tomorrow i’m preparing to go bankrupt now