igitur is reading

“i wish i had an extra couple days to study :(” sounds familiar right? well THESE are your extra couple days. stop wasting your time. stop wishing for more time.

I owe my academic career to my rival. I’ve never spoken to her, not one time, but she is in every single one of my classes (suspicious) and sometimes the only way I can bring myself to study is the fact that I know that girlie is at least a week ahead of me on readings and that is unacceptable.

poetry is a fundamental food group if you dont read a decent poem once or twice a month you get soul anemic bone tired and all that

Draw badly. Write nonsensically. Embroider messily. Burn what you bake and cook. Get paint everywhere. Read half a book. Lose your mind for a bit. Plant things. Have faith in the process. Abandon 70 wood-carving projects. Get a kit and do some of it and never return to it. Get comfortable with sucking and losing motivation. Continue to create with reckless abandon.

stories where the past is a wound that refuses to heal

ok stories where the past is an itch you keep absentmindedly scratching and wonder why the burning is getting worse

all i’m saying is: the past is a bodily sensation

You just want a dragon

Well of course I want a fucking dragon

addicted to reading women explaining much better than me what i exactly feel about everything