book scribblings

What fire could ever equal the sunshine of a winter’s day?

Y'know, one of the things I like about Tumblr compared to other social media sites is that old content is still in circulation. Which means that however much AI generated content is out there, at least I can glance at a post's timestamp and conclude that the cute cat video from 2017 is unlikely to be fake

you know a joke that never EVER gets old is when a character says smth like “I will NOT go to [place] and that is FINAL” and then it cuts to them in that place I eat that shit up every single time

I miss my bunny, please reblog your bunny pics so I can live vicariously through them.

"the world isn't kind" ok??? Much more importantly are you?????

The world isn't kind? I guess we can start doing something to change that then.

Indeed we can.

"the world isn't kind" ok??? Much more importantly are you?????

Suzanne Collins writing prequels consistently very dear to me also. There was great evil but it's not the end. The end is always the spring and the meadow and new life. Remember that through all the rest.