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in my melanie martinez phase again

little miss forgetful doesn’t remember what she was going to say after two words into a sentence

Paramore performing in Cincinnati, Ohio photographed by The AJB Music Center.

tale as old as time🥂

"Do not eat bread while another stands by, without extending your hand to him. There is always bread: people do not last for ever."

Fortieth maxim of "The Teachings of Ani" from "Writings from Ancient Egypt" by Toby Wilkinson

O' Bast,

I raise my arms in praise,

towards the Sun,

O' Eye of Ra!

Your wrath emboldens me,

to strike down my foes,

and raise my head high.

O' Bastet,

she of the ointment jar,

I cleanse myself with fragrance,

embodying your blessings.

Dua Bastet, dua Bastet, dua Bastet!

🚨emergency!!!🚨

My roomate and I are homeless, trans, and disabled. We need to get a new BnB asap. Our host is possibly getting arrested, so, yeah. We need to catch up and get out. This goal covers all costs involved with that. Dm for proof.

$340/$1,300 please help things aren't going well at all.

$creepiecrippl

V3nm0: @tab-99

making a new post bc the other one was getting too long

hey all im erika and im trying to pay off my credit card debt so i can focus on saving up to move out and away from my mom. every time i feel like im catching up, something goes wrong with my car :/

i've already put $450 towards this but im trying hard to pay this off in full before i have to start paying interest

right now we are at

$205/$800

p*yp*l

v*nmo: @Erika-Oppel

c*shapp

anything will help!!! and thank you for all the help so far!!!

Cats kneading your flesh with their claws before sitting on you for 30 seconds

no one picked him (cont.)

help needed with phone bill

hi. if u dont know me, my name's nico/percy (+aiden) and i'm disabled mentally+physically, native, two-spirit, transmasc + more.

i live off of my disability payments strictly, which often leaves me in bad financial spots. right now all i need though is my phone bill to be covered. due to unforeseen payments im left with nothing to pay my phone bill with.

if you'd like to help me financially, here's my ko-fi. both v*nmo and p*ypal can be found there as well.

if you'd like to help otherwise, reblogging this does just fine!

all i need is $40. thank you so much for reading this far. this post will be deleted when i reach my goal, so be sure to check the original post before donating!

$0/$40

truer words have never been spoken

hey please for the love of god when youre hearing news about gas prices and increasing oil production:

remember that there are people still fighting against pipelines poisoning indigenous land and water. do NOT forget about us in the midst of all this.

qadashdinesh, zisan! chin'an shida!

listen to me, stand up! thank you, friend!

The feminine urge to have a monster boyfriend to live with in an enchanted forest and/or the middle earth

ᴛɪᴘꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀꜱ [ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ]

don't let your skill in writing deter you. publishers look for the storyline, not always excellent writing. many of the greatest books came from mediocre writers—and also excellent and terrible ones.

keep writing even when it sucks. you don't know how to write this battle scene yet? skip ahead. write [battle scene here] and continue. in the end, you'll still have a book—and you can fill in the blanks later.

find your motivation. whether it's constantly updating That One Friend or posting your progress, motivation is key.

write everything down. everything. you had the perfect plot appear to you in a dream? scribble down everything you can remember as so as you can. I like to keep cue cards on my nightstand just in case.

play with words. titles, sentences, whatever. a lot of it will probably change either way, so this is the perfect opportunity to try out a new turn of phrase—or move along on one you're not quite sure clicks yet.

explain why, don't tell me. if something is the most beautiful thing a character's ever laid eyes on, describe it—don't just say "it's beautiful".

ask for critique. you will always be partial to your writing. getting others to read it will almost always provide feedback to help you write even better.

stick to the book—until they snap. write a character who is disciplined, courteous, and kind. make every interaction to reinforce the reader's view as such. but when they're left alone, when their closest friend betrays them, when the world falls to their feet...make them finally break.

magic. has. limits. there is no "infinite well" for everyone to draw from, nor "infinite spells" that have been discovered. magic has a price. magic has a limit. it takes a toll on the user—otherwise why can't they simply snap their fingers and make everything go their way?

read, read, read. reading is the source of inspiration.

first drafts suck. and that's putting it gently. ignoring all the typos, unfinished sentences, and blatant breaking of each and every grammar rules, there's still a lot of terrible. the point of drafts is to progress and make it better: it's the sketch beneath an oil painting. it's okay to say it's not great—but that won't mean the ideas and inspiration are not there. first drafts suck, and that's how you get better.

write every day. get into the habit—one sentence more, or one hundred pages, both will train you to improve.

more is the key to improvement. more writing, more reading, more feedback, and you can only get better. writing is a skill, not a talent, and it's something that grows with you.

follow the rules but also scrap them completely. as barbossa wisely says in PotC, "the code is more what you'd call 'guidelines' than actual rules". none of this is by the book, as ironic as that may be.

write for yourself. I cannot stress this enough. if what you do is not something you enjoy, it will only get harder. push yourself, but know your limits. know when you need to take a break, and when you need to try again. write for yourself, and you will put out your best work.

I DONT WANT TO BE A MONSTA ANYMORE

I DONT WANT TO BE A MONSTA

the perfect ariel💜💜

When you leave your writing in the middle of a sentence, come back to it and you're like "Where the FUCK was I going with this?"

Shout-out to all the stories that didn't make it out of the shower with us in time to be actually written down.

i just lost my job and while i search for a new one, i need money to keep myself and my cat healthy. i need to buy my meds, his special food for his renal issues, and basic necessities. i’m doing poetry commissions for $6 each. i hope you have it in you to help me out, or at least reblog this post to help reach more people.

i hate receiving money with nothing to give, but if you have anything to spare my ppl is paypal.me/fisvnc. thank you and please share.

here’s poems i’ve written, for reference.

there should be a national break from school and work in october for watching scary movies and reading gothic literature. and for sitting on the porch & hanging up string lights. i think.