idk man, i just clean the pool

always such a struggle when you get to the sex scene part of the fic you're writing and you're not horny at all. i don't know. their things were touching. without ANY underwear. the end.

all i need is a sweet treat. and six thousand dollars

You can tell a lot about a person by entering their mind palace and encountering their greatest fears and darkest hopes in a labyrinth reflective of their subconscious thoughts.

I have GOT to stop spending $30

we've got to start making the solution to more love triangles be to let the Loser end up w the main characters dad/mom/father / mother figure, like 1) freak behavior 2) they're maybe the same person but you win bc dilf/milf and they're probably widowed so they're never going to leave you 3) it allows things to be weird and uncomfortable for the main characters for a change and topples the third man out power imbalance

my books are predominantly about humans fucking other humans in a manner that belies their bone deep loneliness and lack of self worth and cumming in their jorts or whatever

this is actually the entirety of the About The Author on the interior dust cover flap

i love sluts i love perverts i love dykes i love faggots i love aromantics i love freaks i love librarians i love ibuprofen

"That pairing would never be canon" and what of it? I'm only supposed to ship what the church tells me to or something?

wound dressings and bandages are lingerie for the enlightened pervert

you know apparently you're not supposed to give kittens and cats saucers of milk? yeah what you're actually supposed to give them is 1-2 Modelo tall boys. easy mistake to make, happens to the best of us.

this lamb keeps trying to sacrifice itself even though no one really needs or wants it to do that