Message from @๐ข๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐งโข
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Like yanno, they get to live their life
And you get to eat meat
Awwww goals
I'd love to get with a writer, but that's just a dream lol
In the end I don't have a type
It's all about how good they align with me and how well we connect
At his last work place some French partridge chicks got out of their pen so his boss said that if he could catch them he could keep them. They were so cute but all unfortunately died but one.โน
Any adult is welcome
Oooh a writer. That sounds awesome.
I knoww
And then they could write a book about your life together.
The amount of ideas they would have
Nah not my life
Just another version of this world
They'd get some inspiration from you though.
Another set of people
I mean, they could
Maybe you could write something yourself, even if it is just for yourself to see.
I'm beautiful heuheu/s
I do write shit, and they are dumb, but it lightens my heart
I tried but I don't have the patience.๐
Oh no I can't write novels for the death of me
It's not even writing technically
It's just me jotting down ideas
Think of it as having a storyboard of just actions and words
Ahh.
Or monologues of self pity and burning or destroying them
Or poems, again not good but ventable
That sounds very therapeutic.
It is, very much
I do that, write long messages and delete them
Or again, writing them on paper and burning them
Though I don't do that, since I don't feel the urge to anymore
I feel like I don't have to throw away my emotions anymore
I can handle them
I can control them to act or feel appropriately
They still exist, but now they're my mental ink to paint with
Not others to manipulate
They're my strength I can wear as my sleeve
People say emotions make you weak, and they do sometimes make you weak