Okay, after rereading Supernova.. I'm astonished I didn't notice this before. But I pray others have connected Magpie to Evie. I'm going to cry of joy, heartache, and a multitude of other emotions that I could only describe in that book cause I dont get surprised like this often. I'm good at guessing and observing! I knew that Nova and Magpie had way more going on behind the scowl matches, but honestly, I did not see the possibility of Evie being ALIVE! I had it cross my mind.. But still..
Shit. Now I'm eager to hear the story continue. Thanks Marissa Meyer lol
The wolf in sheep's clothing never noticed the sheep in wolf's clothing
Math is really tiring, im so glad i finally get to relax and do some knitting and crochet and i oh god oh my what the fuck
if you didn’t see, Phoenix SC released a resource pack (for java 1.19, requires optifine) that will give the pigs a crown model when renamed to Technoblade using a nametag
here’s the download link
long-awaited anniversary
mans is danglin' (art and idea by @lovoviii on Twitter! go follow her, her art is pog :D)
wake up pretzel earth is real spread the word
Who needs flat earthers when we have pretzel earthers
Ok, I did way more than Tommy and Wil LMAO
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH GUYS!!
I hope you all are having a wonderful day/night 🌈
Hey putting // and then words only works on twitter you gotta put it in the tags
crap! sry bout that I forgot about those differences! thanks for telling me
I have so much to say, But I'm afraid words wouldn't be enough. Actually, I'm afraid of a lot of things. Possibly everything. Everything but one.
I'm afraid of love. I've only learned how to hate myself, So how could I possibly learn to love If I hate myself too much? No matter how good I feel, Whether I'm told I'm beautiful or gorgeous, In the end, I only know how to criticise myself.
I'm afraid of laughter. Do you laugh at me? Or do you laugh at someone else? Is it true or fake? It's much too easy to fake, And reassess choices once made. I can switch moods in the matter of seconds. You probably wouldn't recognise who I was when I shift.
I'm afraid of life. You can make so many mistakes, Fall so many times. Once of them might change your life for better or for worse. That's why I criticise myself. That's why I can't choose choices, But to choose perfection that I despise so dearly.
But I'm not afraid of Death. It's so small, yet so crucial. I don't understand why people are afraid of it. It's coming, so why not face it head on? Is such a fear why most turn to religion and faith? To reconcile themselves that they will be safe? If so, then so be it. As long as it doesn't hurt one's reason to live, Then I'll respect that opinion.
All I want is to breathe in a world, A world that can take it's time and move forward. Not backwards. So, though I'm afraid of a lot of things, I'll continue to see the stories beyond my own. Because that's what I was born to be.