“Courante, bourrée, allemande if you want…” - Aristocrat by Poppy
poppy has some rly amazing lyrics read the lyrics to meat and also aristocrat and i /promise/ you will be blown away. though tw for meat it talks about humans being put into a slaughterhouse n tortured and stuff
Things change and people change too, I’m still wrapped up in all the what if’s, is that just hope playing it’s little tricks…
it’s a circular motion. where i fall in love with every good people in my life. and i’ll be the one that screw things up. and they’ll get tired following my needs and moods. and we drift away. have a good life and moving on, and i’ll miss them so much. but at the end i’ll meet someone else and go back to start where i fall in love, again
Week 265 of Three Line Tales
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Dress to impress, and she did in her new green dress, the dress that would have people complimenting her all night long.
First, she has to get to the party since his car died two blocks away from the party and four blocks away from her house.
Tonight you both are trying your best to get there on time and still enjoy it…
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I’ve been having a difficult time writing lately. Mostly because of perfectionism which some writers have a terrible time getting through. Including depression that I’ve been fighting since December ever since my pills ran out and I haven’t been able to get anymore. My depression does come with the usual self-loathing, apathy, anhedonia. And it has taken a toll on my writing ever since I stopped writing my original work in Jan. There are other extreme moments I’d rather not say, but it has been terrible to get through.
I’m hoping to write more. I’ve been trying to find my way through it.
I just want to accept that my writing isn’t perfect, and I might hate it from time to time, but it has kept me alive since I was eighteen.
I am not perfect. My writing is not perfect. I need this, it’s my kind of therapy, it’s where I need to put down all those fucked up feelings.
I don’t want anyone taking that away from me.
~ s.o // 2.25.2021