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    One often meets his destiny on the road to avoid it
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    A chair with a blanket, lying in a weird position, likely reading a book.
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    Reading books, theorizing about books, slamming books into people, going insane, trying not to die, Brawlhalla, Dune, not getting moderated, writing, minecraft, building empires, starting another war, listening to music, etc.

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  1. Thaidakar the Ghostblood

    Has anyone had that moment when you're writing something and you realize it's not something you want any of your family to read? Like, not because it's bad writing, but because they would think you're insane for writing about someone blasting someone's brains into the wall while thinking "Ya know what, I'm a poet!"

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    2. kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ

      kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ

      Lol this happens with some of the romance scenes I’ve written… they don’t even really get very dirty, but… maybe that’s just me idk. I would DIE if my parents read that stuff. Also any of the climax or plot parts where it gets dark, like………… 

      T~T

    3. Morningtide

      Morningtide

      I don't let my parents read anything I write unless it's just a writing exercise that doesn't delve too deep into craziness

    4. SmilingPanda19

      SmilingPanda19

      I think writers are meant to write crazy, we are meant to touch the deepest darkest parts of ourselves in hopes of touching others the same way so we unlock something in ourselves that is worth exploring, and when our parents look at that they think they messed up raising us. Like I can imagine in their heads going. 
      “Where did I mess up? They were such a good kid. How did this happen?” 
      in reality we are so utterly real while being so utterly fake at the same time. We can push the deepest darkest fears and questions through our words and thoughts but still be imagining a world that will never be real except in our imagination. We are both all in reality and all in our own worlds at the same time and to be honest, there is no other way I would rather live. 

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