Look! A Distraction!

Feeling like you’re too much and not enough at the exact same time, every fucking second.

Is that a trebuchet in your pants or are you just happy to siege me

At least we have laying down

I'm glad that people are still having fun on tumblr even after we found out about the frightening ghoul that reblogs posts but doesn't say anything

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Absolutely horrid that a 10hr sleep does not cure you of all that ails you

the issue with writing for yourself is that you will get sucked into rereading your own fic over and over and pretend it’s “editing,” but really you’re just reading because it’s exactly what you want to read. because you wrote it. for you.

and then you will be like why does this asshole never finish anything god

reblog this with one random line of dialogue from your current WIP

“Sarn Ford scared me, Kit,” Tirnel said, his eye softening. “Your mother would’ve never forgiven me if I had allowed harm to come to you. And neither had I.”

There was a beat as Irviniel processed Boromir’s words. At which point her head whipped about, staring across the crowds and rapidly clocking where Aragorn was. “He’s Thorongil?”