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elliesjournals · 1 month
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AU in which Ellie and Dina find a copy of this book at the LGBT bookstore and Ellie sketches it in her journal
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milos-journal · 3 months
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i dont really post art here anymore. but yeah i’ll post this shitass doodle while this show is trendy
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hairtusk · 7 months
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The Journals of Sylvia Plath (July 1950 - July 1953)
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lyralit · 3 months
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1.1.24 - writing progress & new year's resolutions
I've recently decided to try and write a little every day: so today I sat down and put on a timer (I use this one) but I changed the pomodoro settings to 10 minute work time and 1 minute break (with a 5 minute long break). I wrote 1,3k in a sitting! This is the most I've written in so long.
here are some writing things I want to try in the new year: - keeping a writing progress chart - doing ten minute writing sprints with 1 minute pauses - having conversations out loud on a voice memo and retyping it later on - writing scenes in the order I feel like writing them and reorganizing them later - having a journal of random scenes that I can put into stories (keeping track of my random prompts) - keeping a word count diary
on the other hand, here are my writing (related) resolutions! - post consistently on tumblr, both with journal (like this one) entries and prompts - to try and keep writing even if it's bad. you can be a bad author, or you can not be one at all (though frankly I don't *really* believe this. but it's a resolution, so I'll try) - engage my tumblr community! (would anyone be interested in sharing their own prompts in responses to asks?) - this is The Year (like last year and the one before). I'm going to Write A Book. - stay in love with writing. even if it means knowing when to stop, or trying to start again.
but cheers to everyone I've met in 2024, who have come, and cheers to those who have stayed. I wish you the best creative year yet. until tomorrow!
k.
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teentoospoiled · 3 months
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débutante diaries
weekly journal entries reflecting on my teen years, advising teenage viewers for their adulthood debut
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My ignorance sabotaged me.
As smart as I was as a teenager, I didn’t know any better making a lot of past choices. I either followed the misguidance of my mother or had to figure things out myself because no guidance was available.
How could I know any better when my parents, grandparents and other adult authority figures were equally immature?
Immature and ignorant about money, womanhood and specifically dating.
My ignorance has led me to experience many harsh lessons. Lessons that made sure I smartened myself up.
Not even harsh lessons. In fact, many of my “shoulda, coulda, would’ve,” moments come from reflecting on misuse of my time.
Instead of listening to music on my hour plus journey to work, I wish I was listening to podcasts about financial literacy and investing (like Bitcoin! Damn I should’ve!)
Instead of giving grown ass men access inside my teen body, I wish I could have educated myself on abstinence and how to practice hypergamy with boys my age. In addition to preparing myself for dating up as an adult.
I won’t waste time wishing anymore. Instead, I am choosing to teach myself game I deserved to know as a teen. Game about these boys (men now). Game about life and how evil, Shiesty people keep the world balanced.
I have entered a new, interesting part of my womanhood. One which has me reflecting on where I’ve been in life and where I’m going.
Where I’m going is determined by the steps I choose to take. That’s why I’m making more wiser moves, starting with journaling about my teenhood instead of trying my hardest to forget those memories, some memories being my darkest moments.
2024 is already starting off an interesting year. So, let me sign off by stating an intention for success:
I have evolved into a woman who inspires strangers on sight. My aura, attitude and accomplishments attracts additional abundance. I am proud of the person I am and the progress I’ve made.
BuyMeACoffee, but I prefer wine ;)
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scarfacemarston · 1 year
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Arthur vs John Meteorite
I tried to look through past posts of mine since this seemed familiar, but I couldn’t find it. Sorry if it’s a repeat, but my files say it’s not.  I’m going through a crap ton of pics so I sometimes lose track. Arthur:
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Transcript: Found a rock that had fallen from the heavens. John:
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Transcript: Found a meteor, I think they are called. Glad it did not land on me. Very true, John.
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Deep down I feel I can never be myself, nor do I truly know who that self is, only that I believe she is inherently unloveable.
September 5, 2022 
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caitlinsinterlude · 4 months
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jeff buckley
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wishbrightdreams · 28 days
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My Life Improvement and Hyper-Fixation’s Diary!
Hiya dreamers! My name is Wishbrightdreams (you can call me Shine though), and welcome to my blog. Here I will post updates on my life improvement journey along with things on manifestation, neurodiversity, and random fandom obsessions I have. I will also post and link resources I will find on the internet to share with you in hopes of it helping you on your own life improvement journey’s. I feel like we can all help keep each other accountable, but still celebrate any little or big wins that we have while making friends along the way!
I am still a new active Tumblr blogger, so please keep in mind that I’m still learning how to properly use Tumblr as an actual blog. 💖
What You Will Find Here:
* Weekly/Monthly updates on my manifestation journey, my manifestation routines and neurodivergent related posts. This is a positive neurodivergent blog!
* Monthly goals and mood boards to keep me focused and consistent
* Weekly reflections on my life improvement goals, how my week went and what I could improve on for next week
* Resources on various life improvement tools I find across the internet
* Posts about my favourite obsessions
Here is my Pinterest account if anyone wants to follow me there!
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elementnumber33 · 7 months
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We as a society should talk more about skeleton violins
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traumatizedjaguar · 10 days
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My journal entries from when I was a little kid:
“I hate myself/im a bad person/i ruin everything/I can’t forgive myself for all the shit I’ve done/im an unforgivable person/fuck my life/I hate everything and everyone/i deserve to die/the world would be better off without me/humanity is inherently evil/i deserved what they put me through.”
My journal entries now:
*coping mechanisms* *online therapy workbooks* *how well my day went and all the positive things* *self love* *keeping track of moods, meds, anxiety, etc* *using my entries to read back on and self reflect* *thinking logically about who I am instead of what my abusers instilled in me*
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lady-wallace · 4 months
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Record of a Crusader (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)
This was the fic I wrote for the Stardust OVA Zine! A journal entry style story from Kakyoin's point of view.
The zine is also currently running a leftover sale so if you missed out, go check it out! There's a lot of fun stuff and beautiful art and fics in the zine!
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December 1st 1988
It's been a while since I've written a journal, but I felt compelled to buy one after seeing someone selling them in the market today. After all, this is the kind of journey that deserves to be written down.
I suppose I should start off by introducing myself: I'm Kakyoin Noriaki, a high school student from Japan. It was a chance meeting—perhaps one would even say destiny—that led me to my current location in India, in the company of some interesting travel companions.
While it's been barely the course of a couple weeks since I met Kujo Jotaro and his grandfather Joseph Joestar, I can't help but feel like I've known them for years. Even to the point that I instantly felt compelled to help save Jotaro's mother after knowing her for barely a day. It's not just because Jotaro saved my life, I feel like we were bound to meet, one way or another. Avdol spoke about the connection Stand users have; how we're inexplicably drawn to each other. Perhaps that is all the answer needed to my question of supposed destiny, but, I still can't help but feel there is a higher purpose to the five of us coming together.
I remember reading in school about the crusaders on their holy missions. Perhaps it's a bit of a bold statement to say, but I feel like we too are on a crusade—one that will hopefully end in the defeat of DIO and Holy Kujo's return to health.
But for now, we're already on our way to our next destination. I'm sure there will be plenty of time to take down more accounts later.
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Read on Ao3
Read on FF.net
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tsukkismoonlight · 4 months
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the sky is fading as the night draws near. The soft purple hues melt away into a deep and dark blue. Stars start to peek out from half formed clouds, and the moon watches down on you fondly, and you seem to hear a familiar name…
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Hakkai Shiba
-Hakki is the kind of guy who is hard to read, everyone knows that
-He generally takes a while before he opens up to people, so for the most part, everyone just thinks that he is a quiet guy
-so in your case, Hakkai wasn’t exactly someone you thought you’d be super close with, as both of you tend to be a bit introverted
-but as you spent more time with Toman, you found yourself around him more
-you two shared a lot of quiet moments together, walking side by side, waiting to be dismissed from a meeting, or even just sitting next to each other at a cafe watching as the usual Toman trouble makers cause chaos
-eventually you two warmed up to each other enough to spend time together without everyone else, and boy was that something
-a lot of the times, you and Hakkai stay in, listening to music while one of you reads and the other scrolls through their phone
-your favorite moment was most likely when you introduced Hakkai to the FNAF game (this is my timeline now, fnaf exists in tokyo rev now thank you anyways)
-Hakkai is not very fond of jumpscares, but watching him focus, brows furrowed as his eyes dart back and forth over the screen, and watching him pull away from the screen as one of the animatronics pops out at him
-“you think this is funny?!” He would say as your laptop shows a dismal message of defeat, “how can anyone like this sort of thing?!”
-you'd only reply with a chuckle and tell him that its all about the story that lies behind the game.
-since that night the two of you are practically inseparable, where you go, Hakkai goes
-he doesn’t care when you act a little childish as he finds it nice to not be so serious all the time, and as much as he protests he loves when you tease him and flirt playfully (he would be absolutely red in the face and stuttering every time you did)
-he’s probably the only person you let be around you when you’re upset, and he knows exactly what you need in order to help you
-when it comes to being together, in a more romantic sense, Hakkai would want to make sure that it’s something you want (he would ask over and over again, at least twice a week)
-he would brush his hand on yours when you’re walking and eventually twine your fingers together
-he would love hugs, especially when he comes up behind you gently, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close to his chest
-he would want to treat you to any and all of your favorite things, you notice something in the window of a shop? He goes back to buy it for you later.
-anyways i feel like i could keep going but i feel like i'm rambling please feel free to let me know what you think !!!
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Lockscreens/homescreens (i made a couple because i wasnt sure i liked them but i actually love the last one!!)
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Matchup for @grellsglasses
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hairtusk · 5 days
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sunday afternoon. first warm day of the year. black sheep and white wool. crows in the trees. churches and mill chimneys. walk across the moors.
my boyfriend and i met the same week of the first lockdown. we spent months stuck 100 miles apart, and sending long, maundering voice messages that were hours long every day, like vocalised love letters. i used to walk across these moors for hours every day, totally alone, listening to him. yearning to see him.
this week, it'll be four years since we first exchanged those long love notes. i've never been more in love with him, and these moors. so much has changed. but those two things never will.
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juno-infernal · 3 months
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being a person is strange. one minute i’m thinking, praying, weeping: i don’t know who i am anymore. everything that made me ‘me’ is gone. i don’t know if who i was before was worth anything anyway. i just want to know. i want to be something. i want to be good for something.
and then the world says: here are grieving people to console. here is an old woman who needs someone to talk to. here are stray cats, and you know how to get close without scaring them, how to earn their trust in tiny increments, how to make sure they are never hungry or freezing again. here you are, with the skills your mother taught you, guiding an old dog through pain and fear. here you are, holding him while he dies. here you are. if not for anything else, you are good for this.
the world is full of omens, tiffany aching said. you pick the ones that work for you.
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teentoospoiled · 3 months
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débutante diaries
weekly journal entries reflecting on my teen years, advising teenage viewers for their adulthood debut
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Go.Little. Rockstar!
The holidays have been very hard these past few years, particularly the last two. I was in isolation for the purpose of elevation, which meant I had to watch my favorite holidays come and go as I watched in sadness and deep resentment.
Gifts were not given often or every year growing up. This was due to lack of funds , moving and honestly the lost of the holiday spirit amongst my household.
The greatest gift I have given to myself was cutting my mother out of my life. Now and in the future. I can now cherish the memories of us in peace, including the time she surprised my brother and I with Christmas gifts after telling us that she couldn’t afford Christmas this year.
My brother and I woke up excited to open gifts. We rushed to our pretty white Christmas tree to find cards with our names on it. We opened it to find money and a note apologizing for the absence of Xmas this year.
We returned to our rooms and about 25 minutes later my mother comes out of her room with a black garbage bag full of gifts. Both of her children were in genuine shock and honestly deep gratitude.
We lived in a NYCHA projects so we both had friends who rarely if ever gotten Christmas gifts. Our friends who had drug addicted mothers, our friends in foster homes and more. Struggle was seen by us since the start.
It’s been over ten years since that day. This Christmas is an opportunity for me to cherish my childhood and my fur children. I cannot wait to pull the same stunt on my children.
Thanks Mom. I hope you and your raggedy ass son are having a safe, abundant Christmas
Merry Christmas
BuyMeACoffee, but I prefer wine ;)
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