glad u liked it man. i do a little dance when ppl quote the same sentences where ive put my heart in. its not smth like i get an approval or anything. lets say its similar to the times i buy secondhand books, and i read certain lines underlined or scribblings on the margins. suddenly i dont feel so much alone and its like im reading a book together with someone.
i always find myself doused in this familiarity of an old friend i’ve yet to meet when i go through anything you’ve written — every cent hits the spot from switching vodka for whiskey as the rains got harder and being apprehensive to be seen an adult (smoking) in front of people who still see you as a kid maybe
and the books you mention contemplating on politics that escape practise from your side which makes you sorta sad holds such a resemblance to my inadequacy
i like your stories because you don’t try to sound smart of poetic — it’s just honest. and as a very irredeemable fan of hemingway, i prefer icebergs over mountains
man each feeling of tapri, sleeping on sofa, watching a movie when the world gets too loud — at the end, i think this is what they mean when they say that’s my twin
yk when i was in university, peers would ask me wht my interests are, and i used to tell them i liked to write. i'd share whtvr i wrote or hell even mailed them. but nobody really read anything. and so thats how ive started to put them out here. so this is all new to me. i like having three or four comments where ppl are sharing their opinion under my posts. i like these comment section conversations. nice to know ppl are reading it. you people are writers and poets urselves so its like i dunno, im able to gauge things here better, all these crits frm u. im humbled by that fact you guys are taking the time to type here.
didn't have any socials until last year or so. yh i was that guy. so again its all new to me. i like how you've formed a mental image of me thru the media here and there. i am in now in fear of disappointing you lots if i were to come across ppl here in real life. but yh i think we'd get chai sutta and would connect like we went to the same uni or smth xD
see regarding the posts, i think so far its all coming together okay, like i dont even know how it starts or ends but its all coming together. and its so humbling tht ppl are kinda finding it relatable. dunno how long i'll be active on substack or other platforms, but for the time being, i like this bubble (yay everyone clap for urself). there's a camaraderie that comes with loving any craft, and here, we all are the same and not so different after all twin.
Got to the part about sleeping on the sofa and cried a little.
Looking at your posts, here or on Instagram, i wonder what it would be like to see the world as you, what the world is like to you, and reading this left me wishing I was the wind or some teleporting shapeshifter of sorts.
i hope it hit a nerve only in the alrightyest of ways, and i do hope your day went well. i think we all have the same world and we see it differently and im just penning it all down before it no longer fancies me. however lets not start off a debate, rather lemme tell you that i am touched on how you make of all that is me. here, there and everywhere. thank you for making me feel like a person. and yes,i see you too :)
I had a sofa for a bed for the longest time and I don't fit in it anymore. And , well, thanks for penning it all down and letting the world see youʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ
ur writing really reads like a film and not necessarily bcs of the depth of description or emotion but bcs of something else i cant explain. if u hv ever made a film i wld love to see it
ur killing me. mmm ok i've never made a film but i think ideally it is the endgame for every storyteller i believe. i aspire to evolve frm text to visual media and finally motion pictures. soon, but dunno exactly when i make this transition, but i sure hope so somedayyy. thank you for that observation, stuff like that gets me rid of my sleep. but issokay. again, thank you.
I loved it so much, an absolute delightful read, some parts brought back pictures I saw in your socials which made reading it even more fun and two dimensional, awesome as always, somewhere felt like a niche indie film that leaves you with the zest for life, too good!
words cannot describe how much the assurance i get from everyone here, and you are always kind with ur feedback. and im typing away more than ever. kinda glad there's a small crowd here. hmm and yes, i spam my socials, yes. dunno if its giving indie movie but oh boy do we all wish that kinda life. thank you :')
I wanted to be a Powerpuff girl, but years later I realized how nearly impossible it was, humans cannot fly sadly.
This! And this and this. I loved this piece.
I realize even sympathy is converted into capital. I wonder where are the rest of us. I wonder when we will become the protagonists of our own lives.
Also this
glad u liked it man. i do a little dance when ppl quote the same sentences where ive put my heart in. its not smth like i get an approval or anything. lets say its similar to the times i buy secondhand books, and i read certain lines underlined or scribblings on the margins. suddenly i dont feel so much alone and its like im reading a book together with someone.
i love all of it but those sentences really sing. fucking excellent.
i always find myself doused in this familiarity of an old friend i’ve yet to meet when i go through anything you’ve written — every cent hits the spot from switching vodka for whiskey as the rains got harder and being apprehensive to be seen an adult (smoking) in front of people who still see you as a kid maybe
and the books you mention contemplating on politics that escape practise from your side which makes you sorta sad holds such a resemblance to my inadequacy
i like your stories because you don’t try to sound smart of poetic — it’s just honest. and as a very irredeemable fan of hemingway, i prefer icebergs over mountains
man each feeling of tapri, sleeping on sofa, watching a movie when the world gets too loud — at the end, i think this is what they mean when they say that’s my twin
yk when i was in university, peers would ask me wht my interests are, and i used to tell them i liked to write. i'd share whtvr i wrote or hell even mailed them. but nobody really read anything. and so thats how ive started to put them out here. so this is all new to me. i like having three or four comments where ppl are sharing their opinion under my posts. i like these comment section conversations. nice to know ppl are reading it. you people are writers and poets urselves so its like i dunno, im able to gauge things here better, all these crits frm u. im humbled by that fact you guys are taking the time to type here.
didn't have any socials until last year or so. yh i was that guy. so again its all new to me. i like how you've formed a mental image of me thru the media here and there. i am in now in fear of disappointing you lots if i were to come across ppl here in real life. but yh i think we'd get chai sutta and would connect like we went to the same uni or smth xD
see regarding the posts, i think so far its all coming together okay, like i dont even know how it starts or ends but its all coming together. and its so humbling tht ppl are kinda finding it relatable. dunno how long i'll be active on substack or other platforms, but for the time being, i like this bubble (yay everyone clap for urself). there's a camaraderie that comes with loving any craft, and here, we all are the same and not so different after all twin.
Got to the part about sleeping on the sofa and cried a little.
Looking at your posts, here or on Instagram, i wonder what it would be like to see the world as you, what the world is like to you, and reading this left me wishing I was the wind or some teleporting shapeshifter of sorts.
i hope it hit a nerve only in the alrightyest of ways, and i do hope your day went well. i think we all have the same world and we see it differently and im just penning it all down before it no longer fancies me. however lets not start off a debate, rather lemme tell you that i am touched on how you make of all that is me. here, there and everywhere. thank you for making me feel like a person. and yes,i see you too :)
I had a sofa for a bed for the longest time and I don't fit in it anymore. And , well, thanks for penning it all down and letting the world see youʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ
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ur writing really reads like a film and not necessarily bcs of the depth of description or emotion but bcs of something else i cant explain. if u hv ever made a film i wld love to see it
ur killing me. mmm ok i've never made a film but i think ideally it is the endgame for every storyteller i believe. i aspire to evolve frm text to visual media and finally motion pictures. soon, but dunno exactly when i make this transition, but i sure hope so somedayyy. thank you for that observation, stuff like that gets me rid of my sleep. but issokay. again, thank you.
I loved it so much, an absolute delightful read, some parts brought back pictures I saw in your socials which made reading it even more fun and two dimensional, awesome as always, somewhere felt like a niche indie film that leaves you with the zest for life, too good!
words cannot describe how much the assurance i get from everyone here, and you are always kind with ur feedback. and im typing away more than ever. kinda glad there's a small crowd here. hmm and yes, i spam my socials, yes. dunno if its giving indie movie but oh boy do we all wish that kinda life. thank you :')