How can I describe something, if
I don't know what it is going to be? If I define it before it has a chance to grow, I could either change it, or limit what it could be.
If I could fucking spell. The other day I couldn't spell the word I wanted, or even properly think of what it was, yet I could think of the synonym for it so I had to search on thesaurus.com to find the original word I wanted.
I can’t find the post, but one of the peeps I’m following said that you’ll know when to water a basil when it gets sassy. Which I really like how they phrased it. Cause Sassy plants like that will let you know when they have a thirst. Unlike succulents, who you’ll take care of for ages not knowing how it’s feeling, and you’ll pat yourself on the back because you’re taking such good care of this bastard of a plant that supposed to be easy and well behaved. Then one day it’s halfway to the River Styx with it’s gold coin in hand while you are frantically trying to figure out why it’s chatting with its favorite Psychopomp. Did it have to much water? Not enough water? Is it the Sun? Did it fall? Was it the cat? Who The Fuck Knows? While my Oxalis just behaves so nicely, he droops if his thirst is extreme, I take care of him and in return I get burst of these tiny white flowers every now and then. Which is why I’ve had him for three years. (I found it! It was gallusrostromegalus who had that post)
I'm lounging here, in denial as the air whispers out of the hole in the blow-up mattress that I've been using as a couch, munching on bunny shaped snacks, and slowly sinking to the floor like the musicians on Titanic that kept playing as the water rushes up to greet them.
All because I didn't want to carry a couch up three flights of stairs.
So I'm sitting here eating my grapes. As I bite into one expecting a burst of sweetness and juice, the duality of satisfying both hunger and thirst. And this grape, this tiny imbecile of a fruit, exploded its sticky sweet blood onto my entire front.
My dumb ass read this as, there's a blonde girl named Chad, the funny one is Kyle, and the brunette girl is the Frat Boy.
Then there's the King's estranged bastard son who is the new snarky witch of the wilds, the old mage is possessed by a sexually promiscuous assassin, there's a French bard but instead of being small and blonde he's a stoic no -nonsense big boy (i don't know why he sings opera and heavy metal), and the alcoholic berserker dwarf is infused with rocks cause it keeps him safe in battle and that's just how dwarfs are.
which I'm not sure which group would be funner to watch.
straight friend groups be like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*
gay friend groups be like: *the king’s estranged bastard son* *the snarky witch of the wilds* *the sexually promiscuous assassin* *the old mage possessed by a spirit* *the french bard* *the stoic, no-nonsense big boi* *a pile of rocks* *an alcoholic berserker dwarf*