Don't ask me what im doing here.

writers, instead of asking ai for help, you can always use your childhood trauma and repressed issues to help you with that fic

Hey op kinda buried the lead. This isn't just some illustration. ITS THE ABSTRACT.

one musruum..

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Loving star wars is a curse and perhaps a mental illness of some kind

one day grace hurts his right hand somehow and he's all upset bc he's like gosh dang it now i have to do everything left-handed. and rocky's like ?????still have other hand?? and grace explains the idea of dominant hands and rocky is like. you only have two hands. the FUCK do you mean only one of them can do anything

You know a lot of men make excuses about why they can’t be helpful but when my grandma is sick we physically can’t stop my severely disabled grandpa from trying to help her anyways. Bringing her favorite blankets to her even when she hasn’t asked for them and whatnot.