lowkey i’m gonna make it so ‘fast trend’ culture isn’t a thing in my fame dr (or any dr)
people hook onto one thing, use it up till it’s ‘cringe’ or whatever, then move on to the next big thing (and that’s usually stuff black people made or came up with so extra fuckery)
now people stay in their respective lane or are only into things that truly and deeply interest them with an understanding of where it originates from and why they genuinely enjoy it
also ads don’t exist
dreamt i shifted to three realities last night and it was trippy af
. ݁₊ ⊹ . the first one was like alice in borderland but not at all at the same time
. ݁₊ ⊹ . we'd go into this small concrete room with stuff inside one at a time with no instruction on how to survive
. ݁₊ ⊹ . and that ended with me being the only survivor im not gonna get into it
. ݁₊ ⊹ . then i shifted to a dream that was like i was in a dnd campaign with the players talking over the table and everything
. ݁₊ ⊹ . and i was an ancient vampire just watching these like paladin and wizard arguing over the dumbest shit
. ݁₊ ⊹ . the final one was like a home invasion of my actual house and it was hella scary, like i ordered doordash, this dude came and dropped it
. ݁₊ ⊹ . but i noticed as i was just about to open the door that his car was still there and i could see his silhouette standing by the window to the right of the front door
. ݁₊ ⊹ . my heart just sank and i look over and he's just staring at me halfway in sight like
👁️
. ݁₊ ⊹ . and we held eye contact for like 5 seconds before i ran to hide and call 911 while he started smashing the window then i woke up
. ݁₊ ⊹ . freaky stuff
. ݁₊ ⊹ . besides the dreams, the shifting aspect felt really cool
. ݁₊ ⊹ . like it really was just like an intense intention and i kind of just expected my surroundings to change and theyd just do it, no problem
. ݁₊ ⊹ . even in fear, even in the heat of a moment, even when i was reminding myself that my "script" has me protected, it's still kind of surreal to see it play out like that, even in a dream
. ݁₊ ⊹ . it was kind of like looking out the far corner of my eye and my surroundings changing by the time i looked back, it was absolutely like "blink and you'll miss it"
. ݁₊ ⊹ . also speaking of protected by my script, i was literally in a room with the walls closing in and even though i was scared shitless that my "script" wouldn't work i still survived so even in a dream, it's really about trusting yourself
there is a slight hilarity to me being called ginger-blue in my sotr dr, loving the bluejay, and being reaped while wearing blue, only for my favorite color to be orange
anyone who knows my name will get so hung up on the blue part not realizing it’s more predestined for me to have been named ginger by my mother; all because i was born with a full head of ginger hair that eventually grew darker as i got older.
my partner in crime
zola damask my sister and best friend
zola damask has been my other half ever since we were kids. orphans in the same tenement, mischievous as can be, with dreams larger than life driving us forward every day. the orange to my blue, the sun to my sky. if we were related by blood, we'd be twins for sure.
she's a go-getter if i'd ever met one, seeking what interests her with little qualms about danger. there are so many memories of her and i learning to do our hair together; her giving me mini twists (which used to take her fucking forever) and me giving her two braids so she can work without her hair getting in the way. we'd take time to make ourselves pieces and act as if we were on a runway in front of the snobbiest celebrities ever. with each other, there was hardly a bad day we couldn't deal with.
it's her faith in our dream coming true that pushed us to create the plan to leave 8 and go to 12, and led me to keep her existence a secret from the capitol after being reaped. despite not seeing her in so long, just knowing that she's safe and free makes it all worth it for me. and when we reunite, it'd be like we never separated; catching up, making each other laugh, and being as close as ever.
sharing stories, singing for her, her teaching me to dance, hanging out on rooftops and secret hangouts, meeting up with friends to have fun, and so much more. zola is my girl and i truly love her with all my heart.
