farorescourage:

Being forced to crank out a certain amount of sentences despite your undying writer’s block forces you to jam in a bunch of filler. Bonus points if you get yelled at for said filler.

Let me tell you why this is seriously a crock of shit.
I literally can not take a single forum that FORCES you to write a large amount seriously for this very reason. If it’s blather? You get in trouble. If it’s below limit? You get in trouble.
This is fun. Not a job.
Get over yourselves. You can still do quality control while not posting novels as posts.

(出典： rppetpeeves)

inzayned:

when you can’t hear what someone says and they repeat it 98 times and you’re still like

shirohomura:

redeh:

When you want to be friends with someone but you’re too shy to ask for their Skype

When you have people on skype but are to shy to talk to them

(出典： attakid)

porrim:

school of mutual killing that takes people’s picture as they’re walking through.

(出典： despairbidoof)

libernum:

[picks up guitar] i miss having crushes

[strums guitar badly] i miss being crazy about someone

[strums guitar faster] i miss the tumMY BUTTERFLIES AND THE SWEATY PALMS AND THE BLUSHY CHEEKS

[plays guitar at the speed of light] I MISS HAVING SILLY LOVE SONGS REMIND ME OF A REAL PERSON INSTEAD OF JUST A FICTIONAL PERSON

[guitar strings catch on fire] I MISS THE FEELING OF MY TUMMY FLIPPING OVER WHENEVER A CRUSH WOULD LOOK AT ME OR DO SOMETHING CUTE

[holds guitar over head and starts waving it around everywhere like a torch] I MISS HAVING SOMEONE TO BE HOPEFUL ABOUT RATHER THAN JUST BEING BITTER AND RESENTFUL TOWARDS EVERYONE IN LOVE LIKE I AM NOW BECAUSE I’M A SPITEFUL ASSHOLE WHO’S BEEN GROOMED TO EXPECT DISAPPOINTMENT IN EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE

[smashes guitar on the ground until it shatters into a million flaming pieces. the stage catches on fire and i am knighted as ruler of the flames. i walk out of the building and set that on fire too.]

Maamaaaaaaaaaaa

i don’t wanna go to sleep ):

anotherbeetle:

psilentasincjelli:

If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^