Reblog This If You AREN'T Homophobic.

So.Much.Love

Thank you all so, so much for taking the time to read my stuff. I honestly want to hug every single one of you and tell you that you're an amazing person. I'm super inspired to keep writing now. So thank you 

reblog this with your dog's name in the tags

Small Squealing Noise

I'm doing words and I'm actually going to have content and things I'm doing stuff and lord it feels so good to be writing again. I'm super freaked out about posting the first chapter of a fanfiction this weeks but super excited as well. Speaking of which I'm off to try and make it a thousand times better than it already is

This makes me very, very happy

Reblog this picture of me holding a Family Size box of Honey Nut Cheerios? I’d really appreciate it.

Trying to be social on a huge website full of people you don't know is stressful enough but the knowledge that I'm actually trying is what scares me and makes me more stressed. So I'm gonna do something out of my comfort zone and push for it. I want to have friends on the RT site damnit. This is such a whinny post but I don't care anymore. Putting myself out there is the only way I'm going to have any friends right?

reblog if you want to kiss someone rn

Can't be Happening - Malik

Malik could not believe his luck, he had slept right through his alarm. He was going to be late, he couldn't afford to be late if he missed class he risked failing and if he failed. No, he was not losing his chance at a better life. He nearly sprinted across campus to his Science class and slipped into the room as quietly as he could manage. He wound up in the second to last row right next to a kid with two-tone hair. He slipped his notebook out of his bag and tried to focus on the lecture. The door to the lecture hall opened again and a shorter kid with black hair sat in the row behind him. Malik groaned he had missed whatever formula the professor was explaining. He gave the room a quick glance and as usual found it devoid of familiar faces. "Psst, Jean" the other late comer hissed poking the kid next to Malik. He ignored him rolling his eyes at his notebook. "Jean" The guy hissed again shoving his shoulder. The other guy, Jean, still ignored him, looking increasingly annoyed. "Jean" he insisted smacking the back of his head lightly. "What is it Eren" Jean finally sighed looking over his shoulder. "What did I miss" he whispered. Malik rolled his eyes, great now he had to listen to their little whispered conversation. "Figure it out yourself Jaeger, I'm not covering for you this time." Jean grumbled, tapping his pen on the notebook. Malik snickered at the indignant noise the other made at Jean's answer. He then returned to trying to puzzle out the notes on the projector screen. The tapping on the notebook grew more frequent. Malik continued to ignore him, growing frustrated by his own stupidity. Then he felt the tug on his shirt, he looked over at Jean, who was now staring intently at the professor but was no longer writing. His pen was tapping on a mathematical formula scrawled in his notes. Oh. Malik finally got the idea hastily scratching out the notes himself but it still wasn't making any sense. Then the tapping started again. This time indicating a math problem., again Malik copied it. And then it made sense. For the rest of the lecture Malik was able to follow and take decent, logical notes as per usual. He turned to Jean when the class ended "Thanks". The other looked up smiling dryly. "Don't sweat it, everyone misses the alarm every once in a while". Jean stood up, "Everyday on the other hand, well that's just his own damn fault." He smiled crookedly at Malik as he left the lecture hall.  

Pen Names

So I was thinking. As scary if a thought as that might be, hear me out. I should be consistent. Meaning that when I start posting original stuff I should keep the same user name on that site. I want people to know it's me right? So today I begin the long process of editing one of my greatest projects ever so I can get the first chapter posted. It's been a long time since I started writing it and I'm excited to see how I've progressed as a writer. Prepare for me to be embarrassed

when you can't sleep...learn a new language and start another chapter in your fluffy as dicks fan fiction. Who knows maybe I'll write a teaser in Dutch for you guys

Ever feel like even those you're doing what you love and your happy and you are moving towards a goal, that you're still fucking up? Like right now I want to enroll for my next semester at school but I can't and I can't get a hold of my adviser and I was a shitty student and all I can think is that I'm expelled and I'm never going to get into the school I want to be at and I'm never going to get anywhere in life. and I just don't know what to do anymore. It's been a long time since I fell this hard