To You Who Used To Eat A Lot Of Rice Because You Are Lonely. To You Who Sleeps A Lot Because You Are

“To you who used to eat a lot of rice because you are lonely. To you who sleeps a lot because you are bored. To you who cries a lot because you are sad. I write this down. Chew on your feelings that are cornered like you would on rice. Anyways, life is something that you need to digest.” (Side note: the quote kind of has broken English but then again this isn’t a quote from an American thing so yeah. this drama was really good and I think that people should totally watch. But beware it makes you really hungry while watching it.)

Some Korean drama called “let’s eat”

Am I the only one who like really dislikes all the Percy Jackson movies.  Like I remember being so excited when the movies came out and then I watched it and felt so disappointed like this is nothing like the fucking books.  Like, I still cringe every time someone mentions the movies.

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(Btw this contains some references to self-harm so if that bothers you then skip past it.)

Prologue

Marzia Firenze thought about how she was 16 and going to graduate next year as she sat down on her roof, which she had snuck out onto, and watched the

stars.  She was naming the constellations in her head.  She heard her older brother, Desmond Firenze, call out her name. She pulled on her jacket to hide her recent self harm scars on her exposed body parts like her arms and thighs for instance. Marzia climbed down her window and onto the couch she had placed in front of her window.  Desmond watched as she climbed down and smiled. “Hey, so how many constellations did you find today?” he asked.  “I lost track..” she sighed.  Desmond looked at her worriedly. “Okay then...well I made some food for you.  Come down stairs and also mom’s gonna be late today.” he informed her.  “Isn’t she always….” Marzia said in disappointment. “Well, she can’t help that dad died and now she has to work harder to be able to support us.” he sighed out.  Marzia nodded. “I know it’s just I wish she could spend some time with us once in a while.” her brother nodded in agreement with her and patted her arm as he walked out.  She  took her jacket off after he left and looked at the scars that just kept piling onto her body every single time she looked at it. She sighed as she put her jacket back on and walked down the stairs.

(So, this is one of my original stories that I’m writing and I want to know if it’s pretty decent or not.  Btw I’m open to constructive criticism if there’s anything I could fix.)

So, I started reading The Trials of Apollo by Rick Riordan and it’s amazing so far.  I took pictures of the daffodil because it’s scientific name is  narcissus which is pretty much exactly Apollo.  He’s so pompous and narcissistic that it kind of annoys me but hopefully he’ll develop more as I read.  I also feel accomplished because I woke up early this morning just so I could take these pictures with natural lighting.

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