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Honestly be pretentious as fuck about the stuff you create. Do a press release for your fanfic updates. Do a Q&A about your webcomic. Make fake merch designs for your OCs. Commission "official" book covers. Very few of us will ever get to a stage where something we've created Makes It Big but even if you have an audience of 5 people plus a shoelace fucking indulge yourself and pretend!! It's the only way to live!!
YESSSS!
you have GOT to remember when watching the new doctor who that the question is not is this good. doctor who is only ever actually 'good' once a season at most. THE ONLY QUESTION IS is it fun, camp, and has aliens. also remember the worst doctor who showrunner is always the current doctor who showrunner. now go watch the new episodes as god intended like you're ten years old and still remember how to experience joy and whimsy.
Oh I should've loved you sooner,
Sooner so I could have the sun in my arms,
From when I only knew the dark,
Sooner so I had a reason to smile,
When scowls and frowns and tears were my only solace,
I should've loved you sooner,
My days weren't as bright,
Because I never realized
I had the sun in my corner
You are the sunshine I so desperately
needed,
My rationality, when at times I couldn't keep my head
straight.
My brother, I love you so
But I really should have loved you sooner,
I really, really should have loved you sooner,
And some days, I scold myself, because back then
I told myself;
"Never look him in the eyes,
You've wronged him so, and he will cry"
Never would I have thought, my sunshine
That you would throw yourself at me
And weep in my arms, only to say
"You idiot, you pushed me away!"
And then, I only laughed
Not a joyful one, one full of realization
and irony,
As I wipe those tears away from the face of the
Sun,
And I tell him;
"I'm sorry, love"
I should've loved you sooner,
I should've loved you sooner,
I should've loved you sooner,
When my days were nothing but
grief and sorrow,
You had given me your heart to borrow,
And if I had broken it a million times
before,
Let me try repair it once more,
With the love you have yearned for,
The love I should've given you sooner.
(This poem is meant to be purely platonic and nothing else)