i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.
"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.
my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.
i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."
"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."
"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."
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ʚ 🎀 ɞ ⊹ . ˚ * . Hello, sweet friends ! ♡
It has been a while since I shared an outfit so I thought I might as well put this one up here ♡
(Some might have seen this on my other blog? Well I will put this up here anyway for those who did not! It is still a very nice outfit after all)
I know it is a bit simple, but the ribbon and tights make it special ! This was an outfit for going to the bookstore, but it is nice for school and lots of other places, too c:
What about everyone else? Was sort of places have you been going ??
I am sorry I have been so quiet and have not replied to things yet! I will do so when I feel better, and truly I hope no one feels ignored ♡
Seeing everyone’s kindness during this time has really warmed my heart though — so thank you *so* much!
It means much to me, and I am giving all that love back times a *billion* in return ♡
Sending soft hugs & sweet thoughts to all my friends! I pray that everyone has a blessed day, and takes care ~ !
⊹ 🤍 ˚ . 🎀 ⊹ ˚ ♡
♡ ⊹ . ˚ 🧁 XOXO ⊹
⊹ 🧸 ˚ . 🤍 ⊹ ˚ ♡
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Gl breastie, hope you can get your tiddies out better or whatever the phone does
I'm pretty sure the contract does in fact say that it will get my tiddies out better. Isnt technology these days just amazing?!
Treat me ~ Tip me ~ More of me
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hiiii haha. hello. exceptionally awkward introduction bc idrk how to start something like this so let's just jump right in. im taking a break from this account for a bit. i know i said i wanted taob out before halloween and currently im fine sticking with that deadline, but if i decide i need longer away then i will take longer away. every time ive reassured people that id never abandon a fic and updates will always come eventually i never once considered that my writing and ability to feel safe and comfortable on this site would be actively taken from me, so im not even going to apologise. i dont want this either and more importantly i dont fucking deserve it. i dont know what it is in the past year, if ive hit a certain amount of followers or 'popularity' that's made it so the natural ratio of positive to negative interactions must in turn go up, but there's been a serious uptick in weird asks for me. the annoying part is that a very small amount of them are actually objectively mean and hateful, the rest are just weird and invasive from people who seemingly dont realise that's what they're being. ive reached a point where i dont care if the intentions are good. it's not my job as a 20 year old tumblr user of all things to defend the morality of someone who couldnt even bother to come off anon. unfortunately, after blocking only one or two anons, the weird asks have decreased substantially, which says all you need to know about the fascinating and exhilarating lives led by these people, but ive also gone on to turn anon asks off entirely. this is something i actively fought against doing and had to be pushed into by my mutuals (who have been the coolest people on planet earth during this entire thing). turning off anon was a big deal to me even if it sounds silly. i felt betrayed and like id been backed into a corner because it was so vehmently something i DIDNT WANT that to feel like i had to do it anyway for my own mental health??? that sucks. so even though ive 'fixed' the problem, im still kind of reeling and uncomfortable every time i come on tumblr. i hope it's just something i need time to ease because i'll truly be devastated if this becomes 'ruined' for me. tumblr exists as the only place in the world where i am honestly every facet of myself without shame or hesitation; losing that would be insanely harmful to me. and to the people who cant appeal to the actual human behind the post, let me put that in words you can understand: we wouldn't get any more writing 😦😦😦 riots and fires and sirens, i know. so yeah. to anyone who has sent me an anon ask and you're now wondering if you were part of the problem, im firmly of the belief that you'll know if you are. when i say 'weird asks' i dont mean 'you sent me a para about your personal life just to vent or ask for advice' or 'you sent me a really deep emotional compliment about the impact me and/or my writing has had on you' - i love asks like that, so much that i put off taking a break and turning off anon solely for the joy they bring me. im sorry that it might feel like you're being punished too bc of the actions of what in reality is a HANDFUL of weird people, but this is what i feel like i have to do to feel safe and not go insane every time i log in. love you guys, hopefully ill see you soon x
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Why do you love her?
When you ask me
"Why do you love her"
I find my words tangled on my tongue
I cannot describe to you why I love her
Mere words could never do her justice
Her love is gentle
Her love is kind
Her love is selfless
Her love is unconditional
I look for her in every painting I observe
I look for her in every song that is sung
I look for her in every poem I read
I look for her in every dream that I've dreamt
When we meet
It is as if time has stopped completely
My world is taken up by her presence
I feel at home for the first time in many lonely years
When you ask me
"Why do you love her so?"
I find my mouth numb
For mere words could never describe what we have
She took me in my broken entirety
Observing my cracks and imperfections
She saw the rotting garden inside of me
And tended to it, as a mother would to her sick child
For every scar she saw
She kissed it to make it feel better
For every wound reopened
She embroidered new skin for me
She doesn't see a wilted garden
She doesn't see a worn down garment
She doesn't see a tainted piece of flesh
Nor does she see a waste of breath
She does not see these things
Like others most often do
She only sees my entirety
And she deems it beautiful
When I am broken into pieces
Backed into a corner and shaking
Naked and vulnerable like a feral dog
She doesn't scorn, nor shun
She takes me in
And soothes me
Like a mother would a crying infant
Gentle and reassuring, she tells me
"Everything will be okay."
When you ask me,
"Why do you love her?"
I find my mouth empty, my only answer being
"She loves me too."
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its very easy to forget that theres people in the world who are genuinely so kind, and are full of love and want to help, that generous souls who will put themselves out to be supportive really do exist......
we see so much doomer shit about scams, and hate and really just evil shit yknow. all the fucking time. it's so rare to see good stuff that helps reaffirm a sort of, belief in humanity if you will. if you get what i mean
and it's only when you experience it or see it up close that you remember like yeah. there's seriously people out there who will just help you because you need help, without wanting a thing in return. and it's just. holy fuck man. it really ain't all bad
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