So the context for this dream is just as plain as the dream itself.
Context: My best friend and I were in English class one day and we were talking about Frankenstein discussion questions and I said "hmm, what if people are watching our stories and recording them? The teachers are all in some government secret where we're all just in VR. Nothing is real. Find the weak point, break the controller."
and so that night I thought about how weird it would be if she didn't remember the conversation (or me just going insane.) In that dream, she was talking about what we did as if her memories were overwritten.
and that's where my new book idea came from.
I mostly just see myself die in my dreams aha
I'm so glad I'm not the only one who's thought that…
I used to have dreams where I died all of the time, but then I stopped remembering dreams, so idk what they were.
The only dream I remember is the one where I was with the early versions of a couple of my charas and the scooby doo gang as we went into this house to solve a mystery and then we saw something and it scared me and I woke up.
It was weird and I don't know why I've remembered it.
Skyrim is 10000% that
exactly why I c a c k l e d LMAOOo
It’s that time of year again…
It’s that time of year again…
is it that monthly thing that we women have to endure?
if not, idk
what's up?
just to let y’all on discord know i will be on the music channel this morning doing music stuff if y’all are interested.
Every year since 2017 I’ve decided to redraw a special piece of old art, for multiple reasons
it’s my way of keeping track of my art progress and seeing how far I’ve come, however this time just feels a whole lot more emotional-
has it really been three years???
It’s that time of year again…
is it that monthly thing that we women have to endure?
if not, idk
what's up?
nope, that was last week
which now that I think about it might be why I’m so emotional over this stupid anime drawing from 2017
I'm gonna go try to use Notebook to actually write
Wish me luck
you got this fren!
in the wise words of Emma:
I believe in you
i go for a walk feeling hella good in some shorts cus it’s relatively humid today, like i did yesterday
feels good man
as soon as i sit down
my abs, which are finally starting to take shape and slim back to reveal muscle
my thighs, which honestly, i could do better
my incredible calves
still feels good
i can see my collarbones again without trying, and this, my friends, is the achievement of an overweight 5’7 gal
guys i want to write something
but like usual
it's going to be an emotional piece of writing
and i'm giving to someone
and it's going to be about that someone
who is willing to let me write something emotional about them for them?
guys i want to write something
but like usual
it's going to be an emotional piece of writing
and i'm giving to someone
and it's going to be about that someone
who is willing to let me write something emotional about them for them?
yes
okay. it'll take me a bit. is here fine to post it, or do you want pms?
guys i want to write something
but like usual
it's going to be an emotional piece of writing
and i'm giving to someone
and it's going to be about that someone
who is willing to let me write something emotional about them for them?
yes
okay. it'll take me a bit. is here fine to post it, or do you want pms?
I don’t care lmao
I’ll find something to do in return for you
guys i want to write something
but like usual
it's going to be an emotional piece of writing
and i'm giving to someone
and it's going to be about that someone
who is willing to let me write something emotional about them for them?
yes
okay. it'll take me a bit. is here fine to post it, or do you want pms?
I don’t care lmao
I’ll find something to do in return for you
i did it. and yes, i write fast. yes i did write this in five minutes, because all of this came straight from the heart, making it so much easier than usual to write fast. <3
emi. mom. mother. friend. these are the first four nicknames i can think of that i know you by. you've done so much for me, and yet we barely know each other. sure, we may know what the other looks like (i'm somewhere on the pictures thread, if you haven't seen me yet), and each other's personalities online, but we don't truly know each other. but despite all of that, i still- i feel blessed to have you in my life. i am lucky to know you. it's nice to have you around. and… more and more frequently, i find myself forgetting that i have actual people that care about me. but you know what? your soul and personality are part of what make you unique from everyone else. among all the people here on notebook, you are are of the few people that i summon up when i'm sad or lost or upset and don't have access to notebook to give advice to myself. even though it is merely me, comforting myself, i find that when i take on the image and personality of a close friend, it helps so much more. just the knowledge that you're here, that helps. coming back to the beginning of this message, when i said that you've done so much for me, i meant it. i really did. and i really haven't done that much for you, so, i feel that this will be my gift to you. my gift in return to all you've done for me. on my behalf. once again, thank you. so… as a parting message, i love you, and thanks for putting up with me.
-izzy
guys i want to write something
but like usual
it's going to be an emotional piece of writing
and i'm giving to someone
and it's going to be about that someone
who is willing to let me write something emotional about them for them?
yes
okay. it'll take me a bit. is here fine to post it, or do you want pms?
I don’t care lmao
I’ll find something to do in return for you
i did it. and yes, i write fast. yes i did write this in five minutes, because all of this came straight from the heart, making it so much easier than usual to write fast. <3
emi. mom. mother. friend. these are the first four nicknames i can think of that i know you by. you've done so much for me, and yet we barely know each other. sure, we may know what the other looks like (i'm somewhere on the pictures thread, if you haven't seen me yet), and each other's personalities online, but we don't truly know each other. but despite all of that, i still- i feel blessed to have you in my life. i am lucky to know you. it's nice to have you around. and… more and more frequently, i find myself forgetting that i have actual people that care about me. but you know what? your soul and personality are part of what make you unique from everyone else. among all the people here on notebook, you are are of the few people that i summon up when i'm sad or lost or upset and don't have access to notebook to give advice to myself. even though it is merely me, comforting myself, i find that when i take on the image and personality of a close friend, it helps so much more. just the knowledge that you're here, that helps. coming back to the beginning of this message, when i said that you've done so much for me, i meant it. i really did. and i really haven't done that much for you, so, i feel that this will be my gift to you. my gift in return to all you've done for me. on my behalf. once again, thank you. so… as a parting message, i love you, and thanks for putting up with me.
-izzy
awww thank you!!! That means so much to me that I’m a figure that you can refer back to for help.
You mean a lot to me, too, Izzy. If anyone ever tells you to change, honestly, like, screw that. You’re incredible, sweet, kind, and you seem to amazing to be around, and I can’t wait to learn more about you.
Yo, can someone name a random colour?
