OP Turned Off Reblogs So This Is My Post Now. Behold, The "Objective Quality Vs. Degree Of Ferality"

Alright this one fucking broke me

@softest-punk ‘s amazing writing was the inspiration behind this, ( the text here is from the fic) !please go read their work it is divineee!

at the insane stage of character obsession where i start getting the urge to post pngs of them every five seconds like im showing ppl a picture of my stupid ass boyfriend that nobody likes but me

I feel like some of you guys think "bad art" is like someone gluing rhinestones to a water melon, or a guy who made his own armchair out of Ohio license plates, or a trashy romance novel where someone says "the blue-eyed one kissed the brown-eyed one," when in reality bad art is a 1000000 Billion Dollar movie where none of the workers got paid and every single creative decision was market tested to see how lucrative of a profit it could foreseeably make to wow shareholders.

can you guys watch my squab for me im gonna go on my smoko

things I have googled in the past days:

-percentage of homeless war veterans

-war crimes list

-propaganda definition

-triumphant synonyms

-dawn definition

-hard synonyms

-twilight definition

-straining definition

-hydration definition

-atomizer definition

-utopia definition

-modification definition

-irreversible definition

-socialist definition

-abdomen definition

Yes, writing is my full time job.

I’m german, I have to reblog

here‘s my favorite raccoon picture ever. Cheers me up all the time!!! He is a tiny,,

hi hello i am not feeling super duper today so please tag me in all fluff, all memes, all animal pictures, and anything sweet and nice that will make me feel better <3

ilusm

I sit down to write and suddenly all the little things bother me… The dirt on my monitor display, the red underlined spelling error on the page, my broken Y-button, the random question of how to set an apostrophe correctly, the looming guilt of possibly being illiterate for not knowing the apostrophe thing besides doing this writing thing for a living since six years, the unspoken truth that if I were to give up on my job I would give up on the only thing I’m barely good at, the fact my dad never apologised