forcing myself to yap during fanfic writing bc no folk will understand the lore if i dont write it 💔
how it feels to have thoughts and feelings and problems you lowkey can't talk to anyone about
need to lock in and start day drinking again
it's that time of the month where anything i write or draw equals shit and i Shall be killed by Being strapped into a plane in the air until my skin unfolds from the wind
i love you vaccines i love you research i love you reading the book instead of having chatgpt summarize it i love you critically thinking rather than reacting to a headline i love you investigating the source material i love you science i love you math even though you are personally my enemy (math/yn slowburn) i love you writing even though you try to stab me a lot i love you Experts in Your Field i love you Using The Brain
thank you for ur service (not unfollowing me)
oh no notes for me thanks i just wanted my post to be on this ugly ass dashboard next to yours
i support being a hater unless youre hating on something i enjoy and love and then you need to lighten up buddy wheres your sense of whimsy
i already don't like talking or sharing too much but you ASK for it and then don't go insane with me likeeeeee what is the point
hate when ppl i share something w isnt excited or Enthusiastic about it in the slightest and then complains when i don't share anything anymore. for instance one time i sent multiple paragraphs going insane over something and they replied with just two dry ass messages like bitch Am i your freehand jester of some sort
hate when ppl i share something w isnt excited or Enthusiastic about it in the slightest and then complains when i don't share anything anymore. for instance one time i sent multiple paragraphs going insane over something and they replied with just two dry ass messages like bitch Am i your freehand jester of some sort
i hope i'm not a person to you. i hope i'm just a blog. i hope all you associate me with is my current obsession. don't perceive me.
you found it disgusting and immoral i found it sexy and arousing that’s why i’m happier than you
I am what I am.
not now kitten, daddy has to write strange self indulgent fan fiction.
i am simultaneously self-improving and being self destructive dont ask me how i just am
Me and the mutual I pulled by being actually I have no idea why they followed me but I'm glad they did
Avoidant attachment Anxious attachment I’m tryna attach my mouth to some big tiddies Lol. #RealThoughts
if you have cool parents being cool don’t count ur like a swag nepo baby to me
Instagram sucks so bad everyone I know has this particular psychosis where they're like "why did he open the reel I sent him but didn't respond", "we've been friends for so long she didn't like my story even though it's my birthday", "they liked my event post but didnt share it to their story", "what does it mean if a guy i slept with 3 times a year ago liked my story" liiiiikkkkee who gives a single fuck people only look at that shit while theyre on the toilet or in line or driving
if u think im annoying now wait until i get over my fear of being perceived as annoying
every time i complain about being single and having no hoes i want everybody to remember that i intentionally and strategically sabotage any opportunity i have to open myself up to a romantic or sexual connection because i’m a pussy and an idiot
my thing i haven’t made is so good 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
I feel so sorry for my followers because when I’m not online my blog is DEAD no queue no nothing but when I’m online you’d better be ready for an avalanche of posts within .5 seconds of each other POST POST POST POST POST POST
you may also feel isolated and strange and like youre fundamentally failing at being a person but im all of those things in a much uniquely worse, more shame filled way
Whenever I start writing a new story, I'm always super hesitant to post anything about it because I'm never sure if I'm gonna finish it. I have literally a dozen half written stories with 50+ words in them
what's a little ritualistic bleeding between friends