Listen I Don’t “like” Things, I Either Read A Book/watch A Show And Forget 0.2 Secs Later Or Change

Lyin’ isn’t better than silence
Floatin’, but I feel like I’m dyin’

it's hard to be the coolest cousin who is mentally ill, touch starved, annoying and reads a lot, has the best fashion sense and an unstable obsession with swords, fictional characters and always have the best comebacks, cries a lot, is always yearning and is the family failure but someone has to do it and that someone is me

— happy birthday @angsty-nerd 🌸

ladies we need to start frantically and obsessively reading books in less than 24 hours again..remember how happy we were

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

“CRASH COURSE IN ROMANCE”

Haruki Murakami, from Norwegian Wood / Emily Palermo, “What I Could Never Confess Without Some Bravado” / Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, vol 1: 1931-1934 / Jess Zimmerman, “Hunger Makes Me”.

Here: I can't decide if your emails make me miss you more or less. Sometimes I feel like a funny-looking rock in the middle of the most beautiful clear ocean when I read the kind of things you write to me. You love so much bigger than yourself, bigger than everything. I can't believe how lucky I am to even witness it—to be the one who gets to have it, and so much of it, is beyond luck and feels like fate. Catholic God made me to be the person you write those things about. I'll say five Hail Marys. Muchas gracias, Santa Maria. I can't match you for prose, but what I can do is write you a list. AN INCOMPLETE LIST: THINGS I LOVE ABOUT HRH PRINCE HENRY OF WALES

Put my in coach. Let me know when its done so i can cry, please. Tks.

Just letting you know that I’m currently working on a Ruhnlidia enemies to lovers modern AU with some protective Ruhn sprinkled on top. Will let you know when it’s done, although I still don’t know if it’ll be a really long one-shot or a multi chapter. We’ll see 👀

when Richard Siken said I will come back from the dead for you and when Hozier said no grave can hold my body down, I’ll crawl home to her and when Mahmoud Darwish said speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life my god there’s something about a love that extends past the rationality life and death

Just wanted to drop this by before my sleep deprived brain forgets.

HOUSE OF EARTH AND BLOOD

Remember when Bryce is describing Midgard and talks about how a portal opened about 15 thousand years ago?

Now. In one of the books of ACOTAR (can't remember if it was ACOMAF or ACOWAR) BUT, when Amren is telling her story she says that she came from a world in which she obeyed an All-Powerfull (God?) And she was somewhat an Angel. What if she came from the same place that those creatures that came to conquer Midgard. What if the Asteri are what Amren was?

I think that's how Sarah is going to conect the books. She will send Bryce after the 7th Asteri and somehow end up in Prythian.

Anyway...

I Just wanted to rent about my theorys for Crescent City and say that if Bryce and Hunt breaks up and go after other people, I will still love them. However I will probably adore the new pairing because I am Sarah's little bitch and she can destroy my heart after making them almost die for each other. I shiped.