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me at 10: wow I can’t wait until I’m older so the three hours a day I spend reading will get me through like ENTIRE BOOKS
me now: reading time what is that

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thesquatpenrests:

The only thing more terrifying than the end of the world is the thought that it could go on forever. Not that the world should end or that I feel things would be better off without us, but that I think we are better off with the apocalypse. The world never really has to end, so long as we think it will, eventually. The continuance of humanity doesn’t frighten me, but time does. Time, and thinking we have enough, that we have any. Without a deadline, we put things off, we leave words unsaid, we let things wait. We let love wait. We let each other wait. And we don’t have time to wait, but we feel as if we do, until we realize that we don’t, we never did.

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Making time

Heyyyy, all. I know it’s been far too long since I’ve posted here and that sucks. I’ve been severely neglecting my dream and that’s just not cool.

I’m still frequently looking at images for inspiration (as you can tell, I’ve not been entirely inactive on this blog), but in terms of writing I’ve really abandoned the project.

I have been working on other things, but when I’ve made promises…well.

So: please stay tuned, and I will be coming back to this shortly.  I’ve got a few more pressing projects coming down the pipe that need to be out of the way first, and then it’s back to A God Grown Old, because what I have could be great and I don’t want to lose it.

Thanks for sticking with me, friends.