Devout Junk

ancient roman women whose husband keeps looking at the neighbour's boy quintus and he never looks at her that way and she can't even chainsmoke in the kitchen because they don't have marlboro blues in ancient times. and she can't even go to the club because they haven't discovered drum and bass music yet. her friend clodia's having visions of a woman named doechii but neither of them knows what that means

“I don’t like this song because I can’t relate to it” skill issue. I’m mad at my husband I love my girlfriend I’m a lone cowboy I’m growing old I’m growing up I’m depressed I love my friends I’m perpetually horny I’m drunk at the club I love my husband again

"dydw i ddim yn hoffi'r gân hon oherwydd fedra i ddim uniaethu â hi" problem sgìl. dwi'n flin gyda fy ngŵr dwi'n caru fy fodan dwi'n gowboi unig dwi'n tyfu'n hen dwi'n tyfu i fyny dwi'n isel fy ysbryd dwi'n caru fy ffrindiau dwi'n chwantus o hyd dwi'n feddw yn y clwb dwi'n caru fy ngŵr eto

You will get over it because you fucking have to

sometimes my Beloved Mutuals will rb a post about a certain character archetype and i will have to physically restrain myself from saying “yeah you would say that wouldn’t you”

if you're writing and find yourself thinking 'this is too weird/gross/offputting/esoteric/ambitious/catered to my specific interests + sure to push away a broader audience' that is the devil speaking and it is a lie. you are already firmly on the right path and you need to double down