Christophe Jacrot
i've seen enough horror movies starring upper-middle-income white families stuck in spacious haunted mansions. gimme stories about millennials stuck in haunted studio apartments. consider the realism:
why is this protagonist staying in an obviously haunted building despite the glaring warning signs? because a week at a motel would send them spiraling into credit card debt, they'll take their chances with the vengeful spirits. why did they chose this apartment complex to begin with, despite the many many unexplained mysterious deaths that show up on the first page of a google search? hon some of us don't have the credit score to move away from high (paranormal) crime areas. how could i be so careless as to sign a soul-binding contract with a demonic entity? bitch they're called LANDLORDS
Its a song, a cover of the version in stranger things. In my opinion its a very fluffy and pretty song so id say its a good thing
Btw your blog gives the same vibes as Never Ending Story by Christian Reindl
I think I heard of that, but never read it. Is it a good thing?
yes au's can exist and any deviation of the traditional hanahaki is a-ok!! but stop acting like it can only be cured if the love is requited ORIGINALLY when people ask about it!!! that's not how it is!!!!!!!!!
the trolley problem vs. systemic oppression: a comic.
life's too short to write for an imaginary critic that you fear will hate what you wrote
Let's take it from the top
I could let my characters just be happy, or I could keep putting them through devastating circumstances meant to absolutely break them and see if they make it out the other side, and one of those options sounds like a lot more fun
Give a man a horse he’ll eat for a day teach a man to horse and make him drinks water
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, to listen to doctors and get my flu vaccine and any shots i could because they remembered Before.
then they started fighting Covid precautions.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that the ozone was disappearing and the earth was dying and we needed to recycle and save the planet.
now my parents think climate change is a myth.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that racism was a plague, that we had to love and accept everyone, that we should never judge before walking a mile in their shoes.
then they told me that protesting for my Black siblings was wrong.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that we needed to give to the poor. working at soup kitchens. making quilts. collecting food and money and supplies. building houses. because it was the christian and just plain right thing to do.
now they look at me, on food stamps with their grandchildren, and lament the "welfare state".
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that it was easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven and that any rich man, especially an immoral one, should never run our country.
you can guess who they voted for.
i remember adults telling me, as a kid, so very much.
when did they forget?
I do not possess chickens :( sometimes I write silly stories, other times I don't! let's just see where this goes lol
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