– Song of lost secrets
"Those people are out to get us. They always have, and always will. He's human, he can't love you."
"i use ai to proofread!" shut the fuck up how about you use A EYE to look at it YOURSELF
yeah i love writing. me banging my head into a wall trying not to hate everything i write is just part of the process dude. no i don't think i should seek help what are you talking about haha.
– Song of lost secrets
"What the hell are you so busy with now anyways that i cant be a part of it?"
Trying to write fanfiction for the first time is so humbling, it feels like I've never written anything ever.
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
As a whole, we should stop telling people who make art to "just do it for yourself even if no one sees it. You should only be doing it for fun because you like it". I say this because it always comes from those who don't have a passion for an art form. While yes, that should be your reason for creating, feedback is so crucial for things meant to be reacted to, specifically writing pieces. Stories are made to be read, to make people feel something. It can also feel incredibly discouraging to spend so much time on a project just for it to get lost somewhere, only responded to with silence.
For me, my writing is not complete until its been perceived by another person. i don't write to the void, i write to be heard.
– Song of lost secrets
"No, boy it's not-- Youll always be my son, I just want better for you."
I love being a writer because it forces me to understand and build the mind of someone who grew up, thinks, and acts so much differently from me
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author who writes for fun x reader who's dying for something new
enemies, but lovers
*explains everything simply but in detail* x "..huh ?"
mute/rarely talks x never shuts up
takes care if siblings a lot x doesnt know how to handle kids
enemy goes to mc for help bc they didnt know what else to do
insanely fucked up woman that no one actually suspects x "what the fuck did you do to him ?!" only one who knows about it guy
academic rivals
found family ofc
*literally has a knife to their throat* "wait, youre kinda cute"
# rotting with ambivalence
i don't write poetry often, so this is likely not written well; and i have an unusual speech pattern, so this may not flow well aside from in my own reading; enjoy
i look at you and all i know is fading
my sense of couth lost, as im found desperately trying to reach it
all im bound to find is despair.
but you know that right?
youll tear me down to shame, night by night;
"my heart is not for the taking"
though this bruise feels all too loving
and so do my words.
another crack is left on my lips
i beg for you to think about me just once
to think about me in the sense of family.
we both know youll never get there
instead ill look for whats left of you;
i see you in the swans, their beauty suddenly ruined
i sit and watch as they deceive their admirers;
ill never blame them.
They're made out of metal. he/him🕷️2010s (active) sideblog: obscuremelodies
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