Still trying to make sense of this world that I'm living in.
Ching Ching
To my muse, Please stop letting the squirrels bully you. It’s quite sad to watch.
Sincerely, The person who feeds you
The night had deepened long ago with dawn now stealthily approaching.
In the heart of a city where its people are stirring themselves awake, a lone apartment remained silent and still. Its peace disturbed sporadically by the loud snores of its human occupant.
She is not where we will begin our story, however—
As a final goodbye, Blue Sky Studios came together and gave Scrat a send off on their own terms.
He finally got his nut.
[VD: Scrat finally grabs the acorn, looks around as if waiting for something to take it away. Scrat realizes the acorn is his, he eats it, and then jumps away, leaving the cupule on the ground. /end VD]
When your story out grows your scene and now you need to write ANOTHER one to fit the scene in it’s basically the writing equivalent of a sourdough starter.
“but shrouded black figures are scary!” not when ur muslim. its the funniest fucking thing. this is labeled on pinterest under shit like “classic horror” “scary phone wallpaper”
but that LITERALLY just looks like a niqabi or someone in a jilbab. Like Look at this pic of me (from a self photoshoot, now w/o the dramatic lighting and dark background)
or this pic of me
or this pic of me
like its so funny i can’t be scared of shrouded figures it just looks like me.
if i saw this i would just be like “Assalam alaikum sister, dope sword you got there”
