the story of my blog

You know what’s scary? Reality. Anything can happen. Anything can go wrong. And you are helpless. Can’t do anything. You’re just………there.
—  Excerpt from a book I am writing by thewritingsideofazka

new genre concept: soft apocalypse

the world as we know it has ended and mother nature starts taking back what’s hers. there are no zombies or cannibals or murderous bandits. the most valued members of the community are those who know how to garden and farm, sew and weave, treat wounds, work wood or build with bricks, cook from scratch. 

people bond together to begin rebuilding instead of killing each other. everyone teaches each other whatever they do know and works together to figure out the stuff none of them know. books become incredibly valued resources because they’re often the only way to learn critical information. if someone is elderly, disabled, or otherwise unable to work at the same level as most of the community, they’re taken care of by the others, not told any sort of “survival of the fittest” bs.

as the generations ware on, communities begin expanding into small cities. some of the settlements even find ways to repurpose solar or wind power on a small scale and have electricity in some of their buildings. storytellers wander the countryside telling tales of the old world in return for some hot stew or a place to rest for the night, and the mythos of the new world start to incorporate elements of the past. the only thing that remains constant is that humans survive, and they do it by working together.

I love talking to you but we should stop. Because you’re always happy and it makes my heart hurt every time you smile at me because you have the best smile I’ve seen in a long time- possibly ever- and the world can’t afford to lose it. But you need to stop because all I can think about when you look at me like you love me is how much I really really don’t want to hurt you and how much I’ll hate myself when I do.
I think the worst feeling is being hurt by someone and not understanding why but then being in the same situation with the roles reversed, where you have to hurt someone for the same reason and finally understanding 1. Why they did it, and 2. That it really was necessary.
If you never let them in, they can never leave.
—  ten word story by shelby leigh (@nothingwithoutwords​)
It is common to fall in love with an idea of someone rather than the actual person. Too many people make the mistake of only loving a person to an extent, which isn’t the way you should love someone at all. When it comes to love you must choose your person carefully, you must love whole heartedly. You must sacrifice deeply, compromise equally, practice patience, give your all willingly. Do not fall for an idea when you fall in love because in the end someone will get hurt.
—  Tenari Ioapo
I keep thinking about all the things I didn’t say and all the things I should have said and it sucks because I know I’ll never get the chance. But maybe that’s better because maybe you don’t deserve to hear my voice ever again.

Matt said yes guys, what a surprise, wow.

(Oldest post is here, and here’s the first content for the ship. I don’t know who picked the name “Techienician”, please tell me if you know! I’d love to credit them here :D).

I don’t need the relationship or the promises or the ring. It’d be nice, one day, maybe. But for now I mean it when I say I’m genuinely happy falling asleep on your chest once a week and waiting for you to grab my hand under the table. I like slowly falling for you and wondering how much you like me and drinking wine while I do my makeup before meeting you for dinner because I’m nervous. And I’m sure, one day, I’ll think about how I’m going to tell you I’m finally pregnant, but right now, I’ll take it when you accidentally call me baby.