truly the yet is doing a lot of work

the yet is load bearing

There’s honestly no more filthy read than your Kindle ebook recommendations. Like fuck off I already own Wellington’s Spies and I am not depressed enough to read something titled Scattering His Virgin Bloom (yet).

What in the autocorrect … BOOBS

RIGHT????

You’re absolutely correct and I have been SUPER annoying where possible but it’s like I wanna be able to paint a flag on my boo suit know??

I desperately need the U.S. to unfuck its government because it’s critical to my personality to be an incredibly annoying American and I can’t do that with this current administration like the doing the eagle scream is just not the same you know?

In case you’re wondering what it’s like being friends with me

I did not cling grimly I welcomed death to release me and that hoe did not come through

I need to know literally everything about this bathroom and how it happened. This has to have lore.

I never want to see this fan fic again

I wrote like 70 pages of this in two weeks kill me with fire

BTW if you're like "holy fucking shit this was so long ago what was even the last chapter I read?" it was chapter 21. You can pick up directly with the new stuff at chapter 22 here: archiveofourown.org/works/156418...

Reconstruction is now complete and posted here: archiveofourown.org/works/156418...

In case anyone is wondering how my night's going

I know I don't even know where to begin.

I'm only pretty good!!!

I'm a pretty good cook, but if I had watched as much cooking content as my dad believes I'd better have a Michelin star.

I DON'T KNOW.

He hates sports! I literally am BOGGLED. My best guess is that I haven't lived at home since I was 18 and most times I'm back it for holidays or we're on trips so I'm not writing, but like, DAMN.

I. Do. Not. Know??????

I want to be so clear: I WRITE FOR A REAL LIFE LIVING, TOO.

like right??? am I insulted?? touched?? what the fuck do I do with this??

This is incredible. My dad just admitted, after I confessed I was on page 300+ of a writing project, that he thought I'd just given it up after high school and assumed that the millions of hours I'd spent glued to my laptop were me watching cooking videos.

I would go back in time and hit myself for honing in on writing fan fic as my hobby but the alternative was literal studio art so this is probably on balance the less terrible option. Should have gotten into drugs younger. :(

girl that is...not great?

Awww thank you for the kind words!! Sometimes you just gotta plow through it, right?

No one has ever hated writing the way I hate writing right now.

I think successfully monetizing my Captain America fanfiction is off the table unless I want to adapt it into a hockey AU.