I think all I need is pinterest, Spotify and my notes app. Everything else can go fuck itself for all I care.
Why do people need other people to hate themselves, like my aunt told me I was disgusting because the skin around my stomach was showing slightly. The absolute gall of this woman.
Calling it now, I'm not going to like Viktor.
I am going to read Frankenstein by Mary Shelley today. I am kind of looking forward to it. Will be updating with my thoughts on things if there are any.
Every time I see fem versions of my favourite male characters or mlm ships, I go crazy. Women.
I love it when people don't just tell me what song they associate with me but also tell me why, my friend did this, he had a whole paragraph on why it fit.
Hey here's a reminder that you're allowed to publish unfinished fics and snippets of fics that you're never going to continue and you're allowed to abandon WIPs and you're allowed to orphan unfinished fics and ficlet collections and you never have to finish a single fic if you don't want to.
And there will always be someone who reads that unfinished work and is happy with it and feels glad that they read it even if it's never continued.
commission for @nightrainsoldier :D
Helen should know jons trans before she does. And she should dress her up and jon should lean into her touch while grumbling that this is stupid like she's not trembling with fear that she'll hate what she sees even more that'll it'll be proof this horrible Thing in her chest is just never going away. And then she looks in the mirror and sees herself and she has to lie down for twenty years. That is all.
"I asked ChatGPT--"
Yeah well, I asked the wasps nest in my attic. It sang its answer so beautifully to me, but I am so very afraid of it. Perhaps it will soothe my itching soul...
I don't want to be a person. I want to some tweens OC that they play around with before discovering something about themselves because of it.