Carolina

you’re telling me it’s sunday night?

sleep is stolen time. don't let them take it from you anymore. tonight. we are staying up. til one billion o clock.

you're a dog. You live with a family. A man, a wife, two children. The man yells a lot. He throws a plate. Worst rage ever. Thousands of years ago, an ancient bargain. You know your duty. Protect the pack. That bastard isn't pack anymore.

Bonus: If I buy a book I get to keep it! The publisher can't turn up at my house at random and confiscate all the books I bought.

All it means when people say “you’re speaking from a place of privilege” is that you’re likely to underestimate how bad the problem is by default because you are never personally exposed to that problem. It’s not a moral judgement of how difficult your life is.

^^^^^^ read it. say it out loud. keep repeating it until you understand.

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

i've had enough of being so brave about it i want to start screaming

i hate having an internal monologue like shut the fuck up for five minutes.

"am i being too much" are you aware i'd unzip my skin and make room for you in there