YOU BLED THAT BACK INTO ME

I don’t even know what a good movie is anymore.

sometimes there really is a single load bearing piece of information about a blogger that elucidates everything about their whole deal and recently for me it was learning that someone was from jersey. another time it was a prolonged history of concussions

just thought about how mad i'd be if i were sara of noel gallagher's wife fame and i'd gone on record about the covert op i was running to protect my family from my evil brother-in-law's social media but then as soon as my husband and i break up it becomes very clear that the whole time my husband was agreeing with me like "you're right liam sucks soooooo bad" he was actually sneaking downstairs at night to look at the twitter dossier going ohhhhh my god my brother's so funny i miss himmmm. and now my ex-husband is kikiing all over britain with his evil brother. and my kids are literally in the vip section.

i'm making moves in silence but i'm letting u know i'm trying to write a new fic. i'm moving in silence but i'm posting about this. the moves are silent but i am saying this.

what scares me the most is that i might've lost their voices in all this time without writing. i mean i wrote that very short fic back in april but that barely even counts and before that the last fic was in october. it's literally been 8 months.