“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

"how did you get into writing" girl i've been tormented by the visions since i was eight years old

IDGAF ABOUT DIGITAL CIRUCUS BTW

i need (abruptly stops talking & stares at some random fixed point with a vacant expression)

I love P1 Dude so much it physically hurts me. I love him in his late twenties. I love him in his early twenties. I love to see him drawn as a pretty boy. I love to see him drawn as an ugly creep. I love when people picture him as a gun nut conspiracy theorist. I love when people picture him as a good Catholic boy with immense guilt. I love when people picture him as a war vet with PTSD. I love to see him skinny. I love to see him with a bit of muscle. I love it when he's bitter and guarded. I love him when he's weird and off putting. I love him when he's shy and sweet. I love him when he's on his healing arc. I love him when he's completely lost it. I love his paranoid delusions. I love his religious psychosis. I love his self-harm scars. I love his gun fetish. I love his acne. I love his long metalhead hair. I love his straitjacket. I love his green eyes clearly visible. I love his eyes hidden behind his shades. I love him wearing a golden cross. I love him wearing a silver cross. I love all possible imaginings of him.