oh my god there are so many books to read and instruments to learn and languages to speak and poems to write and oranges to eat and ideologies to study and songs to sing and films to watch and people to kiss and
'Cause I was filled with poison, but blessed with beauty and rage.
You are an angel, selected by the Big G himself to go on a very special mission. It has been prophesied that a certain human will save the earth in the year 2019. You have been chosen to locate this very special person. Once you track them down, you discover that the selected individual might not be the best person for this mission. Why? They’re an atheist, and their favorite song is God is a Woman. And you have a feeling that they’ll throw you into the mental ward if you tell them what you really came for. Thus begins the epic story of how you conned someone into saving the world.
“I like people who crave adventure as much I do,” you date says, their eyes beaming. Your date is the most beautiful person you’ve ever met. In a panic, you grab your phone and order a taxi to Washington. Your plan - a nice little tour of the White House, overthrow the Pentagon and the government and win your date’s heart.
[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories
hey, don’t cry. one half flour one half yogurt knead into dough and fry for easy flatbread and dip in balsamic vinegar, okay?
All children are born with qualities based off their zodiac. Parents will celebrate the birth of a Virgo daughter, forever beautiful and pure, or the birth a brave, confident Leo. Other parents lament at their Aquarius children, forever cursed to carry around a bucket of water. Write about a couple anticipating their first child.
Santa still visits adults, but with them he only gives coal if they’ve committed a crime in the last year. You’ve never committed a crime, but you receive coal one year and now you’re trying to figure out what you did.
There’s a reality show competition in a fairy tale world where the winner gets to be the one who gets their happy ending. So what happens when villains enter the contest because the show’s guidelines technically don’t bar them?
In her hand everything seems to become a weapon.
life rlly just feels like a vicious cycle of whispering to yrself "im good. im kind. i am a lover. i am. soft handed." & it returns back to you as "are you sure? are you sure? are you sure?"
words with 2 cups of glitter, a dash of existencial angst and 3 tablespoons of romantization. hopeless romantic, art hoe, pretentious ice cream addict and swiftie.
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