A college student with ADHD once explained why their essays end up filled with so many parentheses:
“Neurotypical people think in straight lines. My brain thinks in a giant web where every single concept is physically holding hands with twelve other concepts.”
In other words, their thoughts don’t unfold in a neat, step-by-step sequence. Instead, one idea immediately triggers several related ideas at once. While writing, it can feel impossible to ignore those connections because they all feel relevant and important, even if they branch off from the main point. Parentheses become a way to temporarily “park” those side thoughts without losing them.
So the essay ends up reflecting the actual structure of their thinking: layered, branching, and constantly interlinked. What looks messy on the page is really an attempt to capture a mind that doesn’t move in a straight line, but in a network where everything is connected to everything else.
omfg i’m so embarrassed b/c i read books that look like this 😭 i just want to be escape reality even if poorly written 🤣 i am going to proudly wear my badly designed ST merch and read my shit books IN PRIVATE 😩
(NOT an attack on Liv! she’s v sweet ❤️this is all 4 jokes!)
I finally figured out what this era of Sleep Token merch reminds me of
2010s supernatural YA novel covers
the font/crests, the merch designs, the whole supernatural-war aesthetic
unfortunately it fits way too well 😂
Ağır daddy issuesı erkeklerle toksik ilişkiye çekilme üzerinden işlenmeyen,40 yılda bir bulunan kurgusal bir bacı olarak kendisine madalya takılmalı. Öyle bir boşluk ki kızın içindeki hiçbir insan,duygu dolduramadı. Bir tek uyuşturucu doldurabildi.
She didn't "flee." She was a woman who suffered 11 years of rape and violent abuse and then left a country that is set to release her rapist in 2 years. I hope she finds happiness and peace wherever she is.
“When you're tired and sad, try looking at your fingers. Then one by one, move them around. It'll feel very mysterious. You feel like you can't do anything, but you can move your fingers”
i think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.