"Tell him that you can't be loved in pieces; say that it's all or nothing"
sexual orientation : kafka eating brachetto grapes in a windowless dark
lilac hem (by Everything is magic)
I’m finally putting a manuscript together and I know I have some talent - I do - but it’s like, reading over all this stuff I have written in one place - it’s like I have this disheartening thought that maybe I am not good enough to be published (yet) - it’s frustrating but I haven’t even finished it or submitted it anywhere (I will try Where Are You Press first and then move from there)
You are amazing. Please don’t doubt yourself. I am rooting for you to win the Where Are You Press contest. And I will defo buy your book when it comes out. 💚💜💙 Good luck, sweetie.
I can never tell if I’m the biggest asshole to exist or a huge sweetheart because some people I care immensely about and would drop everything for them and other people I could punch in the eye for just speaking.
does anyone ever get in one of those moods where you don’t write for an extended period of time and you question if you ever were a decent writer in the first place and then you start to wonder if everyone was all i guess lying to you or somehow unable to judge it logically and this whole mindset like it literally correlates to your overall self-esteem because if you can’t really do one of the things you’re supposed to be good at then what now
Actually me now.