Okay, so I've had too much coffee to focus on this Good Omens fanfiction that I SUPER NEED TO START ACTUALLY WRITING. COME ON, DANI. But I got to sleep in this morning, and I am a little wrecked right now, and there's Oreo creamer in my coffee, so LET'S TALK ABOUT STAR WARS. Because, honestly, Team? … Continue reading on the (galaxy’s) edge
FEELINGS
(i think this is a) prologue
Not as much has changed as you had hoped, I think. But, on the other hand... hasn't everything? I found myself short of breath (still) on the bus tonight. The #4, which I have barely taken and which also already feels like routine. This house, this blue room, these pink flannel unicorn sheets... I have … Continue reading (i think this is a) prologue
flood warnings
The sound of dripping woke me up at 2:30 in the morning. See, there is water damage in the ceiling of my fancy new master bathroom, and now there is water slowly, steadily leaking on to my floor. Not much to do about it at 2:30 in the morning besides lie a towel down (honestly, … Continue reading flood warnings
i don’t know. i’m sad.
Breathe. This is what I write to myself in my planner lately: Run (ha, sure, we'll see, you sad sack), find a job, figure out your fucking shit, get yourself together, stop being such a waste of space, STOP BEING A FUCKING FAILURE, YOU STUPID FUCKING IDIOT. Breathe. I cannot. I think I might be … Continue reading i don’t know. i’m sad.
if you want to sing out, sing out, and so i shall (i must)
Sitting here at the bar, reading Walt Whitman, alone. Am I cool yet? (No. No, I am not. To be clear: I am sitting at a booth, and I am drinking lemonade. It is sweet and cold, and I clutch at it with my too-long creature-fingers.) Tomorrow I finish packing up the literal bits of … Continue reading if you want to sing out, sing out, and so i shall (i must)
bi, bi, non-bi: january woes, or the one with ALL THE PROFANITY
CW: This piece deals with self-harm and just general being a mess. If that isn't your heart's jam right now, I understand if you need to go take a break. Greetings, fellow cool kids. My name is Dani, and I am bipolar, bisexual, and non-binary, aka bi, bi, non-bi. These are my adventures. Prologue: Y’all, … Continue reading bi, bi, non-bi: january woes, or the one with ALL THE PROFANITY
