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The Worst (Active) Creator On Vocal. Content Warning.
Introduction This is meant to be a bit of humour, and I am definitely not down, although it is something I am aware of. This is only true because of the number of stories, poems, articles and things that I publish, and this is what the statistics say.
By Mike Singleton š Mikeydred 7 months ago in Humor
"Not a Mother" ā And Still a Complete Human Being, Imagine That
Ah yes, motherhood. The noble purpose. The holy grail. The biological escape room. That one thing that apparently completes you, gives you purpose, meaning, spiritual alignment, and sore nipples. What needs to be done to prolong the species. At least, thatās what the movies, relatives, and suspiciously enthusiastic Instagram accounts would have you believe.
By Tina's Blossom Life7 months ago in Humor
Dreams, Sleepwalking & Late-Night Mafia Interrogations
For as long as I can remember, Iāve been living a rich, double life. By day: responsible adult (ish). By night: high-definition dream cinematographer, multilingual negotiator, occasional furniture rearranger. Iām basically Netflix, but weirder, cheaper, and with more nudity.
By Tina's Blossom Life7 months ago in Humor
The Great British Weather
Living in the UK has taught me one crucial thing: the word "rain" is not just a noun. Itās a verb, a lifestyle, a national identity, and quite possibly a religion. It rains. It was raining. It had been raining. It shall rain. It rains sideways. It rains in your soul. It's raining cats and dogs. It's spitting. It rains in your kitchen if your roof hasnāt been updated since the Thatcher era. We have 4 seasons in 2 hours.
By Tina's Blossom Life7 months ago in Humor
How to Manifest a Raise by Whispering Into a Mason Jar
I never believed in manifestation. Or chakras. Or anything that required gazing meaningfully into a candle while holding a feather. But that all changed the day I whispered into a mason jar and everything in my life exploded. In a good way. Mostly.
By The Pompous Post7 months ago in Humor
Part two Power nylons and obsession
Behind Closed Doors ā Part Two: Power, Nylon & Obsession Thereās a kind of power most people donāt understand. It doesnāt come from shouting, or standing tall, or swinging a fist. It comes from a whisper. A giggle. A slow, controlled breath on the end of a phone line. The moment a man confesses he wants to be humiliatedā¦ and you realise heās handing you everything.
By Mistress Noir7 months ago in Humor
The Blue Banana
The Blue Banana There it was, a great, huge, massive eighteen foot long fifteen hundred dollar banana sitting on the brown winter grass of the front lawn in the afternoon sunshine and cool frosty winter air. At least it looked like a banana, the way the bow and stern both bent one way making a sweeping yet subtle arc appear along both sides of the hull. Perhaps I should say it was kind of a banana shaped boat. The only problem with it being bananalike was that it was a pretty blue color, not a very appetizing color for that particular fruit. Nonetheless, the plastic hull of this lovely ocean kayak on the lawn was obviously ever so slightly bent in a sideways arc like a bananaānot a healthy quality for an expensive eighteen foot sea kayak that was meant to be straight and true as it sliced through the pristine waters upon which it was designed to travel.
By Mark Doherty8 months ago in Humor
