bird bones

hit her gpt-spot by accident and she started saying we weren't just having sex, we were teaching a masterclass on pleasure

Me and my friends would have killed Grima Wormtongue with hammers I can tell you that much

stop drinking beer with the deer and come have a cider with the spiderrrr

bitches be like "i love writing fanfiction" and then constantly second guess themselves because what if they're not good enough what if it's cringe what if no one likes it what if people laugh when they see it what if i mischaracterized someone what if i didn't tag it properly what if what if

There is no drug on earth that can replicate the absolute euphoria of hitting a writing flow state at 2:00 AM. You aren’t even typing anymore. You are a vessel. You are a channel for the gods. The characters are speaking directly into your brain and you’re just the stenographer trying to keep up. You feel like you could fight a bear. You feel like you invented the alphabet