meh

Bringing you more Bad Books and Immodest Pictures, your Impure Thoughts Stockpile was getting low.

fic writing leads you to the strangest places. Like when soy sauce was invented, and the average time it took to dry chestnuts, and if the stars would have appreciably moved in the sky in a thousand years

recently when im tempted to say 'i'm gonna kill myself' i try to correct it into saying "im gonna walk into the river and become a trout" or some other form of that. this is my new thing

btw this has graduated into me just saying "the trout population will be affected" and then not elaborating

creative droughts are so embarrassing yeah sorry man I forgot my shapes and colors