Been Listening To Nick Nitro's Backrooms Lo-fi.

...i should share some of my characters, huh?

ugh, too much lore...

I just want some peace.

I desire some rest.

I can't ever please

this thing I possess.

I feel so confined,

but I force a smile.

I want out of my mind.

just for a while...

Me, phone off, stylus put away, no notebook or pencils in sight: "man, I can't wait to draw my characters for the stories I'm writing!"

Me, stylus in hand on ibis paint: "ah yes, what a horrific abomination I've created today."

Me, listening to music, Google docs closed: "man, I've got so many cool ideas for some books."

Me, Google doc open on the screen, my fingers hovering over the keyboard: "this shit has so many plot holes that just reading it is a tripping hazard."

fun fact about me: I don't usually classify my emotions as happy or sad; that's just to oversimplify what I feel.

my emotions are colors and shapes, with textures every once in a while. very rarely do they have tastes, though.

yes it gets very confusing. example: tried whole grain bread for the first time when I was around 13 years old and felt grey-ish lime green smooth almost non-euclidean trapezoid.

well, syloboy's having a tough time trying to pick something to share right now, so I'm just gonna use a poll to help speed things up.

so for the 2 people that actually look at this blog:

i may or may not be back temporarily because i may or may not have finished chapter 3 of my book and may or may not be taking a break for a while before continuing.

[ ??? ] the calm before the storm... I've always been fond of storms. they're strong, wild, and fleeting. the calm before the storm is soft and quiet, but fleeting all the same.

[ ??? ] will I be as fleeting as those rainy days I admire? or will another carry on my legacy?

[ ??? ] ...either way, it's not my job to wonder about stuff like that.

[ ??? ] my job is to run.

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finally finished writing basic story/backstory of ara (from one of the SS clubs) sans a few details and stuff.