do you ever get drunk enough that you low key think being a boy would be nice, or like an androgynous point in space and time
Lottie Matthew’s is indeed that father you didn’t want who stepped up (seriously, Shauna hide your babies Lottie wants to raise them)
sometimes my brain doesn’t work and I can’t write and it’s literally the worst feeling in the world
lowky fighting the urge to just never forgive my father
Insert incoherent screaming
this test of the mountain
Sometimes I’m just so grateful to be alive it’s annoying. Like where the fuck did all these feelings come from???
" i’ll go " " and i’ll stay "
" and we’ll both be okay "
" what do we do? " " enjoy it "
" i love you " " it’ll pass "
oil on paper by ratsandlilies
Sapphic_terror on ao3 queer and nonbinary (any pronouns)Yall I may be losing it a little but at least I’m writing a lot of fan fiction (that’s a slight lie but I’m trying I swear)
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