Sep 12, 2024
It’s Whursday, my friends.
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It’s Whursday, my friends.
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ALSO idk if anyone will see this but with artfight coming up i would love to do an animation meme mass attack with just tma ocs so if anyone participating would like to be a part of it plz lmk ur account!! i swear im about to become hunt aligned just to find every tma oc on the site
+ honestly if u r not participating in artfight but would maybe still like a little animation of ur oc slide them anyway and i'll sneak them in i just love tma ocs free me
Got myself a new old typewriter. Used it for the first time yesterday. There may be a learning curve involved.
i am finally free
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what if, I am full of desire but lack discipline, desperate for things I don't yet deserve. dillydallying yet demanding, daydreaming without a deadline, driving, full of distractions, dedicated without direction, full of desire to be fulfilled.
Don’t fear
this
sadness,
it’s as expected.
— @thepoetrycrow
04292024
You must know what tomorrow is. It’s so silly, I’m still blowing out the same candle each year. This one candle, hot waxy pink. I don’t remember what I hoped for besides, happiness, and the mind to keep going. It’s so strange, I’m giddy with the news I’m still alive. Every past version of me is laughing, crying, dancing, eating crème brûlée. Eyes softly shut, this one little flame. I’m wishing for the same thing tomorrow.