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Currently writing a NWH fic, so far @ 3 chapters. Thinking about actually publishing. Thoughts?
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Rip to all 2,977 people who died in 9/11, and to all 1,000,000+ Middle Eastern, Iraqi, and Paquistani people who paid the ultimate price for a hate crime they didn’t commit ❤️ My heart is with all of you.
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No thoughts, head empty.
Super busy today and I kinda feel like I was hit by a bus :( ❤️ you all, I’ll be back into it soon
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The goal has never been to live forever, but to create something that will.
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Happy Eid to those who celebrate ❤️
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This is truly a chefs kiss moment from my notes;
Picture it: I’m in the marvel cinematic universe. Why? Because I said so. I go to school in New York. I know what I’m doing for the most part but I just moved and I’m prone to wandering around. I go on little adventures, sometimes ending up in sketchy alleys, around abandoned warehouses, maybe even stumble right into a construction site that was a front for arms dealing. The point is, I’m always in some kind of trouble. I carry a taser and a knife, I don’t need saving, and yet, he’s always around. The spider boy. Spider-man, he insists I call him. I laugh. He’s always showing up to save me. We build a repertoire, a flirtationship, one may say. He offers to walk me home after a while— to make sure I don’t end up in any danger. We fall in love. I kiss him. He reveals his identity to me. Peter Parker, my crush since freshman year.
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Take today to celebrate Juneteenth!
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If you haven’t seen, this is A Cab on 34th Street, written for the BLM movement. Read at your own discretion.
https://my.w.tt/3D1CNLjEX6
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And love, you look gorgeous!!!
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OMFG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!
ps. I don't clean up the love you spilt. I've let it stain my carpet so I can feel it forever ;)
(๑・ω-)～♥”