I see my blorbos, and I see people talking about them, and I see ideas discussed about the blorbos... and I want to write so much with the blorbos, but I have so many WIPs already, and only snippets and scenes in my head instead of a proper plot for even a short one-shot.
tbhere’s less life of me left in the air.iut each time i breathe now
a used to try i swear
wnything about it
tithout anyone ever knowing
orying to feel just anything
lf how i'm full of all that’s empty
aet you touch me
nd when i lie there
i always intended my fiction writing to be more of a hobby anyways even if i do get published and hopefully recognised.. like just the mre though of working in the filmoteca española or the BFI sounds like such a dream. i really think this will be what I dedicate my life to.