chunk glass

guess who wrote another chapter  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

continuity? slowly dying. it’s been so long that I’ve more or less forgotten what the timeline is supposed to be, so I’m for sure gonna have to go back and tweak that in edits. I straight up forgot that Izumi’s grandpa was supposed to die.

but you know what? I’m still writing, and it still feels really good, and this is going to happen.

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you said you hate yourself
so let me feed you strawberries off a plate i bought from a widow who was selling her husbands things
and we’ll see if you still hate yourself
if you still hate yourself
i’ll eat you out for an hour in your room cause i love giving head
if you still hate yourself
we’ll cut ourselves and swallow chunks of broken glass i don’t care about finishing college
i’ll buy the biggest tv that my credit card allows me we’ll watch the food network for the rest of our lives

teen suicide//salvia plath

novel chunk! new novel chunk!

writing this by hand after a month and a half long hiatus from writing: SO EASY AND FUN.

typing it all up later: like pulling teeth.

and it’s a little shaky, timeline wise, and also it doesn’t connect DIRECTLY to the last bit I had posted, so the numbers are gonna be a little wonky until I go back and fill that in. (next on the agenda, I promise.) and it still needs a heck of a lot of editing. but hey, I really only post these on here for my own sake and the sense of accomplishment.

and what’s really important is that I’m writing again :)

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Just a selection of bands I like

I stepped on a chunk of glass from my broken bong (long ago and with multiple floor washes since) and it ruined my cute new cat socks (cut a hole in it!). I got the piece out, finally, but now I have to clean up all the blood off my floor 😶😯

Ancient Atomic War in the Sahara?

In 1996 in the Egyptian Museum in Cairo, an Italian mineralogist spotted an unusual yellow-green gem in the middle of one of Tutankhamun’s necklaces. The jewel was tested and found to be glass, but intriguingly it turned out to be older than the earliest Egyptian civilization. Geologists traced its origins to unexplained chunks of glass found scattered in the sand in a remote region of the Sahara Desert. But the glass is itself a scientific enigma. How did it get to be there and who or what made it?

Robert Sepehr is an author, producer and anthropologist specializing in linguistics, archeology, and paleobiology (archeogenetics).

Towards the Sun- Chapter Five

by @notthistimespock and myself

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Six Link

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

Black churning surf pounded against the shoreline beside them, sending a spray of salty mist up into the early morning haze of the air. Two figures faced one another on the edge of the infinite, lightless ocean, one towering over the other, raw savage power emanating from him like a primal force of nature.

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Something I made tonight just kind of on the fly. It’s chicken breast that I flattened and stuffed with a mixture of spinach, feta cheese, minced garlic, and chopped red bell peppers. I added a little salt and some Italian herbs to it, like oregano and rosemary and stuff. I put it in a skillet (4 of them) with some sliced mushrooms and a ring of tomato on top of each one, then covered it with a little salt, probably too much garlic, and more of those herbs. Baked it until the chicken was just barely done so it wasn’t dry. Spoiler: it was fantastic.

I made potatoes to go with it. Chopped some red potatoes into large chunks in a glass baking pan, put rosemary, a little oil, some salt, and some cracked pepper in them, then poured some milk down the side so it would settle at the bottom without rinsing off all the seasonings. Baked it until the potatoes were cooked through and a little crunchy on top. Spoiler: it was also fantastic.

Followed it with mint green tea, and it was all fantastic.