hey, don’t cry. one half flour one half yogurt knead into dough and fry for easy flatbread and dip in balsamic vinegar, okay?
Have you ever bullshitted an assignment so hard you basically laugh after every sentence you write
“The best tool a liar can have is a reputation for telling the truth.”
my fatal flaw is that if i don't want to do something i just won't do it like mama raised a quitter for sure.. i'll be doing something and suddenly be like damn what if i just didn't 🤔. very freeing but also i suffer so many consequences
Your church-going, God-worshipping sister adopted a small child and you’re excited to see them. But when you do, the child is a menace. They’re throwing things everywhere, setting furniture on fire with seemingly nothing, chanting in Latin to summon demons, but the weirdest thing is that your sister doesn’t seem to mind.
My dog yanked on its leash and now I’m lying in a giant pile of leaves and you stand there and laugh and STOP TAKING PICTURES!
I’m babysitting for the neighbors and the kid’s kite is stuck in a tree, can you please help us?
There is a competition for carving a pumpkin at the market and you think you can win against me. The Game is on!
It’s a torrential downpour and we both have to wait for the bus without shelter in sight but I have a small umbrella.
You told me you like spring better and now I have to convince you that fall is the best season.
You think it’s funny to scare me with your Halloween costume, now I’m going to show you how funny that is.
Our school has a strict “Do not throw with leaves” rule and we’re sitting in front of the principal with leaves stuck in our hair and other unfortunate places.
I have to take pictures of the colorful trees in the park for a project but somehow you always end up in all of them.
You can find more prompts at my sideblog: creativepromptsforwriting
“You kill people like it’s going out of style.”
we need more movies about incredibly weird erotically charged toxic relationships between women. it’s so goddamn dire out here man
"Can you keep a secret?" "Sure, but why would I?"
“Could you at least try to be nice?”
“You’re still breathing. That’s me being fucking nice, asshole.”
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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