spooookymagi

“love is a fickle, never-ending cacophony of pain and pleasure. one love may end soon, and the next will start up again and end in a train wreck just as the last did. love is the equivalent to hate, yet the opposite. 
          	
          	when you miss someone, you start to really wonder—why? is this proof of how i feel? is this evidence, showing that i’m in love? that i made another mistake? it might be any of those, but... 
          	
          	for me, it reminds me of who i am. what he’s changed me to become and how i want to be around him all the time. 
          	
          	this isn’t me, i’d say. this isn’t you, they’d say. i love you, he’d say. with every passing second, i wanted to hear him say it again and again. it isn’t me but it will be.”
          	
          	Wanted to post something related to writing, so here’s a prompt I have. Essentially obsessed to the point of no return with someone who really does love you but you feel like you need to change for them. In other words, completely broken girl falls in love and becomes obsessed with popular guy so she feels like she has to change to be more like what she believes he’d like. 
          	
          	Was hoping to make something of it, so I’ll look into it later.

spooookymagi

“love is a fickle, never-ending cacophony of pain and pleasure. one love may end soon, and the next will start up again and end in a train wreck just as the last did. love is the equivalent to hate, yet the opposite. 
          
          when you miss someone, you start to really wonder—why? is this proof of how i feel? is this evidence, showing that i’m in love? that i made another mistake? it might be any of those, but... 
          
          for me, it reminds me of who i am. what he’s changed me to become and how i want to be around him all the time. 
          
          this isn’t me, i’d say. this isn’t you, they’d say. i love you, he’d say. with every passing second, i wanted to hear him say it again and again. it isn’t me but it will be.”
          
          Wanted to post something related to writing, so here’s a prompt I have. Essentially obsessed to the point of no return with someone who really does love you but you feel like you need to change for them. In other words, completely broken girl falls in love and becomes obsessed with popular guy so she feels like she has to change to be more like what she believes he’d like. 
          
          Was hoping to make something of it, so I’ll look into it later.

spooookymagi

when you finally get an idea to make an old story less cringy so you can finally start making it again-
          
          Shout out to my brother for being my biggest (and only) supporter on A Little Bit of Something, hopefully I can make him proud with what I have in store for it. :)

spooookymagi

@Rantahoe_Amami lmaoooo as you can see my brother merely told me to “commit sleep” XD
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Rantahoe_Amami

^Emojis don't show on boards and @AussyFalls I'm sure your brother is proud! 
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spooookymagi

this message may be offensive
When someone you have never met before in your life tries to tell you that you’re a gender you’re not while you tell them you are one gender but they keep blowing over it and insulting you until you have a mental breakdown and scream at them because people have been giving you shit all day and now you look like the bad guy but your friend saves you-
          
          Hi I’m in emotional pain 

Rantahoe_Amami

do you have discord- My @ is Rantahoe_Amami#9208
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spooookymagi

@Rantahoe_Amami jagsusjdhosjfhakjfhjd thank youuuu ;;
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spooookymagi

I know this won’t get out to a lot of people but I want to spread this message anywhere I can.
          
          This whole situation in our world is spiraling completely out of control.
          
          Police brutality isn’t okay, and no one should try to justify what’s happened. ANY of what’s happened.
          
          No one should try to say the police will leave you alone if you follow the law, either. Breonna Taylor was sleeping. 
          
          I don’t agree with the riots, though I will admit that for so many years black people have been treated unfairly to the point where their own houses would be burned down just for their skin color. Their businesses, their livelihoods—all of it burnt to the ground just because they happen to look different.
          
          Protests, however, I agree with. Peaceful protests, to be specific.
          
          I’ve been to one myself. The people at peaceful protests are kind and welcoming, though I can’t always say that about those passing by. Spreading the message to help make a difference is what we should do, but not by destroying things.
          
          And while I’m on this topic, I can’t stand the people who injure peaceful protestors.
          
          Rubber bullets should be aimed at the ground. People have lost their eyes because they were aimed at them.
          
          Tear gas isn’t necessary, especially when they’re abiding by the law.
          
          My point is, black lives matter. It’s not trying to say that black people are better, it’s not trying to say any other race doesn’t matter, it’s trying to call attention to people that need help.
          
          And to any all lives matter person—all lives can’t matter until black lives do.
          ~Aussy

spooookymagi

“You look like you belong in one of those department store magazine ads that use creepily chipper models trying to pretend like they’re so natural and that every centimeter of the scene hasn’t been carefully calculated.”
          
          “Well that’s... specific.”