2024 - New Year, New Blog. This Change Wasn't Intentional - The Things I Like, I *like*. But The Things

2024 - new year, new blog. This change wasn't intentional - the things I like, I *like*. But the things I reblog are compulsions. In the middle of one of these compulsive reblogs, I was struck by what Tumblr is best at for me; this site is full of wonderful people who openly (in ways that are sometimes frank, often funny, but always with achingly heartfelt vulnerability) engage with the struggle to navigate and cultivate their relationship with creativity.

And *dang* can it be a struggle. I'm hoping to use this blog as a way to remind myself (and anyone who stumbles across it) of ways out of the rut, and that the process isn't as lonely as it may sometimes feel.

Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.

an enemy to lovers and one bed trope but I need their responses in the morning being strangled to eachother

One Bed Trope: Morning After Dialogue

-> feel free to edit as you see fit

"Get off of me."

"Is it weird I'm comfortable?"

"Jesus Christ how did we manage to fall asleep like this?"

"How the hell did you wrap your leg around me?"

"You've been laying on my arm all night and I can't feel it."

"I would've moved to the floor but you were using me as a pillow."

"I almost fist-fought you last night when you took the blanket."

"I have to pee so bad please get up."

"I don't think I'm going to be able to look you in the eyes after this."

"You snore. Loudly."

"I do not snore, you liar."

"We don't have to talk about it, just get dressed."

"It's too early for this, we'll talk about it later."

"I don't understand how I slept so good last night."

"Let's keep it professional, alright?"

"Don't get confused, I was only clinging to you because you stole the blanket and I had no other way to keep warm."

"We're not going to bring this up ever again, right?"

"I slept really good last night." "That makes one of us."

"My arm is still asleep."

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"How did the blanket end up on the floor? No wonder I was freezing."

"Go back to sleep."

"You're the only source of warmth in this stupid hotel, come back to bed before I get hypothermia."

heartbreaking:

girl has sooooooo many ambitions and ideas for projects but can only get 1.5 basic tasks done per day

This shit makes me eat drywall