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some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

I couldn't remember the word "doorknob" ten minutes ago.

I'm not sure how this made its way to me, but since it did, I shall share!

stunning! love this triple perspective. icarus always hits home

OP is my main poetry dealer, and a few poems from their account always get sprinkled throughout my home feed that pertain to whatever situation I am currently in

August tomorrow you know what that means

Start of school, which I am both excited and petrified for.

@satan-offical I'm very sorry you were trapped in such an abusive relationship :(

I know I couldn't handle having kids but if I was left in charge of some, I'd take them to the park to feed ducks. Not bread though, you shouldn't feed that to ducks. We're feeding them lettuce. Let the ducks going apeshit over lettuce show the kids that lettuce is actually awesome. When they go home, their parents are baffled by the fact that the kids are now willingly eating salad. In the most horribly animalistic fucked up way possible.

Uh.... Please reblog this and cast as wide a net as possible

yippee a mixed option!!!! :3

I find it interesting how many people are currently walking through their lives having no clue that they inspired one of my poems. There is currently a grown woman who from miles and miles away, inspired some queer, nonbinary teen to write a fantastic poem, all because she made a tumblr post several years ago. There is currently a young man in the room next to me who from a few feet away has inspired a closeted teen to write a hateful poem, all because he had a few too many personal conversations in my vicinity.