A Word Of Advice For My Fellow Writers Who Also Struggle Heavily With Pacing: SLOW DOWN. FOR THE LOVE

a word of advice for my fellow writers who also struggle heavily with pacing: SLOW DOWN. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SLOW DOWN. YOU ARE NOT DRIVING ON THE AUTOBAHN YOU HAVENT EVEN PROPERLY ESTABLISHED THE SETTING YET GIRL SLOW DOWN. always add more context and exposition than you think you need

trying to be healthy and fix my life before searching for a partner, though codependency doesn't sound that bad sometimes ngl

i would just need someone as fucked up as i am

activated the black and white filter on my phone to limit screentime late, but i'm just regressing to black and white television trying to decode images and art posts without color

if your friends go days without eating or smth, step in and forcefeed them if necessary. i don't take excuses, if they're not taking care of themselves someone has to. take care of those you love.

dreadful existential melancholy is my ideal writing mood and i'm not happy about it. like why does my brain function like that. what did i do to you

watching alien and finding the xenomorph lowkey hot. questioning my sanity. not my sexuality though, it's already a mess