per aspera ad astra

the wretched world of verbalizing things

I'm gonna go check on my WIP. just in case it wrote itself while I was gone. You never know.

Get up girls we have another day of obsessing over fictional characters to cope with reality ahead of us

daily reminder: fuck ice. fuck ice agents. fuck trump. and fuck you if you support them.

it's so hardcover –> we're so paperback

fuck i can’t believe i wasted my entire life being moved by art and beauty and the indomitable human spirit ugh i should’ve been making money through internet scams

sorry i got scared by the passage of time. can yuo hold my hand

“oh I’m too old for stuffed animals” skill issue. sorry you can’t appreciate little creatures made to hang out with you, I on the other hand am full of joyous whimsy and therefore vastly superior.