They Should Invent Climbing Through Eachothers Bedroom Windows For The Online

Happy low opacity elrond day to all who celebrate it

I think 90% of conspiracy theorists would be a lot happier if they just bit the bullet and got into creative writing

really looking forward to shouting into this particular void as all my other ones are currently undergoing maintenance

what do you do when you’re new?

do you shout into the abyss that looks back at you

pray to the echoes that reaffirm or rend

do you waver on the precipice of the yellow wood

facing a forsaken nature or a fresh stamp of selfhood

lieder for the hidden paths that run

from the springs to the sea

what do you do with a plot bunny that can really only be fully written out as a multi-book saga? like I wanna write that but I’m not Gorg RR Martian yknow

 — The Disquieting Muses, Sylvia Plath

[text ID: I learned, I learned, I learned elsewhere / From muses unhired by you, dear mother, / I woke one day to see you, mother, / Floating above me in bluest air / On a green balloon bright with a million / Flowers and bluebirds that never were. / Never, never, found anywhere.]

not an anti or a pro-shipper but a third secret thing (adult with job)