My Brain Is Soup - Blog Posts

I have a project that determines if I graduate with honors due in 3(?) days and it isn’t finished but my brain decided to hyper focus on writing self indulgent SVU fanfiction which is funny because I haven’t actually engaged in writing for weeks but yesterday I wrote 5k words about a ship I didn’t even ship until I had a prophetic dream about it

I will not admit what the ship is unless someone asks (it is mlm if that helps or hinders you)

*sits u down and shines a bright light in your face*

Do you actually have a hard time differentiating platonic and romantic feelings or are you hopelessly lost in your feelings for the one person in your life you can’t bear to lose right now? Is the idea of rejection equally as crushing as the idea of having to live with unspoken words? Is rejection really that bad? Or is the yearning the worst part? How can you live with this, and how far are you willing to run away from yourself? Is the person you’re “confused” about worth the phantom pains in your chest? Why do you do this to yourself? Is this better somehow?

Totally normal warmup sketch that’s normal and cool and not weird at all