Hey there. Call me Quack. I'm 20 and a junior in college. I like going on rants in the tags and criticizing the hell out of everything I love. My unfortunate habits include rolling my eyes and cursing in front of children and the elderly.
Whenever I write something, I imagine myself as the person in the audience. I realized that I am a teenage girl in terms of still having that passion and enthusiasm and willingness to be transported into a high-stakes situation where emotions run high. You frequently see conversations talking about ’feels’ and I think that’s accurate and intuitive because horror is a feeling generator.
#the first chicks just like yeah all right lets get physically fit #the second woman is ready to slit somebody’s throat #the third guy just watched the second woman slit someone he loves throat #and the fourth guy is having explosive diarrhea and hoping to distract himself from the pain #using this level forty fist nunchuck
and at level 70 you fucking animorph into a gorilla
…you don’t realize that you can actually work super hard & give everything that you have & lose. it was the best message for me. the reality is, sometimes you lose. and you’re never too good to lose, you’re never too big to lose, you’re never too smart to lose, it happens.