Huh, And Here I Thought I Was The Only One.

Huh, and here I thought I was the only one.

i have a disease called “i believe i will have the love i have been reading about all these years one day”

I feel kinda evil for doing this, but here’s a small SNEEK PEEK into my next chapter for The Start of Something Good. I’m finishing up the final scene for chapter 3, with Maddie and Chimney, and then once I edit it I’ll be posting it. So it should be out either later today if I get really inspired or early Tuesday. Enjoy! 😈

Darkness.

He hates that everything he sees now is dark and he doesn't know why.

Chimney has been here before he knows that, and he thinks that it may have been right before he suddenly just appeared in that woman’s bathroom. In Maddie’s bathroom. It was as if one moment he was engulfed in nothing but black that stretched for miles, and the next he was blinking his eyes so they could adjust to the ceiling light. But now he’s back in this dark and lonely space, and he can’t tell where he is or if here is even a place. Chimney doesn’t know how long has passed either. He doesn’t think time passes here anyway.

But then, unlike the first time he was here, a bright light appears before him, the colors close enough to be compared to a sunset shining across his features. Chimney can’t put it into words, but the closest he would be able to say about the light is that it’s beautiful...he hasn’t seen anything like it. Not only that though, the feeling of peace and pure love like nothing he’s ever felt before, not even for his own mother, is invading his very system.

He still doesn’t want to admit that he’s dead, but isn’t this what Maddie had meant by seeing a light? It has to be, because she said crossing over would bring peace and that’s exactly what he feels.

That love is so tempting, and Chimney takes a few steps towards it. It has been so long since he felt that feeling solely directed at him, and he can feel no negativity as he continues to walk forward. He isn’t being judged, or mocked, or feeling like he failed...no, he feels cherished in this very moment. Like anything wrong he may have done, no matter how awful, it didn’t matter. Everything is okay, and this light is meant for everyone after death. Maybe going into the light wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

Literally me as a Taurus. 😂

This is so funny because as the oldest child I actually love tea and would prefer it over coffee. I really only drink coffee if I pull an all nighter and need to be somewhere that day. My sister though, the middle child, tries to always get an ice coffee whenever possible. And my brother, obviously the youngest, isn’t allowed coffee because it would send his ADHD into overdrive. My mom will let him drink ice tea though.

is being into coffee an older sibling thing bc everyone i know who loves coffee is the oldest child

idk what young person on the internet needs to hear this but you are not obligated to share any personal details about yourself online. in fact im gonna straight-up circle back to 00s era advice and say being anonymous is good actually

Person A and person B are acquaintances through a mutual friend, and have always found each other cute but are unwilling to talk to them because they feel that the other is out of their league. Their mutual friend sets them each up on a blind date with someone (but not with each other).

Person A then goes to meet Person C at [insert place here] and along the way, bumps into Person B while trying to find a parking spot. Since Person B was on their way to meet their blind date (Person D) but hasn’t seen them yet, they assume that they are each other’s dates and skip the meet-up place to go do their own thing.

*bonus points if Person C & Person D end up together as well*