Shahin

Everyone say thank you sanitation workers we owe you our lives sanitation workers

Say it with me! Wheelchairs aren’t sad! Mobility aids aren’t sad! Mobility aids are instruments of freedom!

Writers have two modes and they are "i haven't written in three weeks and i am rotting from the inside and everything feels wrong and i don't know who i am anymore" and "i wrote for four hours straight and forgot to eat and it's dark outside and when did that happen and i feel like a god" and there is nothing in between. no chill. no medium setting. just famine or feast and a very confused nervous system.

In bed and Story just stopped moving, then turned to face out into the darkness and said, completely apropos of nothing “now we are free from the gladiator” and i got scared

Oh my god I’m over here thinking its this big hard to explain thing but here you are explaining it perfectly in nine words wtf