Good Evening Everyone!
I’ve had a useful, reflective week and am feeling a little bit better than I was this time last week. I’m also writing again (yay!) and generally feeling a little more chipper than I was.
There will be a quick, short story later, too.
I’ve also gained a handful of followers while I was away as well so to them I would like to say hello, welcome and thank you for following.
Thank you, too, to all of you who posted me messages of support and virtual hugs last week. I was very touched by your response. Thank you.
One of those nights, I think.
Time for bed, Tumblr. I’ve been busy with work and so not much story telling recently which is horrible. Also, I’ve been let down by some people recently and I just feel a bit meh. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about myself and my life and the people and things that are around me and that I attract. I need positive things in my life and right now I find parts of Tumblr too triggering. Going away for a bit and will resume normal service next week sometime, maybe the week after. We’ll see. I might even just have a blog for fiction. I don’t know yet.
Thank you all for your continued support.
if you give kids zero restrictions they’ll become the nicest fucking kids ever who never do drugs or get into trouble i know because my parents let me do nothing but eat chicken nuggets all day and read hentai until 4am and i am a straight A student
Seriously though this seems to be the case with a ton of people I know, if you don’t restrict them all the time they actually do better and are mentally healthier
WHY DON’T PARENTS UNDERSTAND THIS?!?
This is very true. My parents gave no shits and my siblings and I were some of the most well behaved non rebellious kids ever. Why? Because we all knew that if we tried to pull anything our parents would not be shocked. They explained why something was a bad idea but always gave us our own choice in the end. When I went through my goth phase as a teenager my mother urged me to “do it properly”. When my dad caught me smoking when I was 17 he didn’t get pissed off or shout, he simply sighed and then went and got me an ashtray. When my nine year old brother got drunk with some older boys at a New Year’s Eve Party, my dad grabbed a plant pot and the rest of us made a human curtain so he could chunder with at least some dignity. And now, we’re pretty frickin’ mellow twenty somethings.
650 whole followers!
THANK YOU ALL SO, SO MUCH!!!!
That any of you would enjoy my random mish mash of smutty stories, fashion and general nerdery is mad!
Can Redheads such as myself wear orange?
EDIT: Thanks for the orange advice, homies. ^_^
In my experience, writers tend to be really good at the inside of their own heads and imaginary people, and a lot less good at the stuff going on outside, which means that quite often if you flirt with us we will completely fail to notice, leaving everybody involved slightly uncomfortable and more than slightly unlaid.
So I would suggest that any attempted seduction of a writer would probably go a great deal easier for all parties if you sent them a cheerful note saying “YOU ARE INVITED TO A SEDUCTION: Please come to dinner on Friday Night. Wear the kind of clothes you would like to be seduced in.”
And alcohol may help, too. Or kissing. Many writers figure out that they’re being seduced or flirted with if someone is actually kissing them.