#broken writer

Your girl is sTruGgliNg to finish part 2 of Spark To A Flame.

I've had half-assed friends all my life, people who I just talk to everyday about mundane things, people I just greet regularly or do things together occasionally. But then there are 'Friends' who stay by you through stuff we go through we forget their presence, who tell you things that you need to hear rather than the things you want to hear, who reachout to you despite all the distance and hurdles, who genuinely want the best for you, who smile unknowingly when they know you are happy, who defend you without you ever knowing you, who aggressively shower you with love and care and so many many things.

Highschool was the time I found my friends and where millions others too found them. Highschool friends are a different kind of comfort, where we are so unashamedly ourselves. Because they would've witnessed a very juvenile, embarassing version of us and for most of us that is the best way to stay grounded. We don't have to reintroduce ourselves to them despite us remodeling ourselves every other year to be a better individual. They are the friends that we can wear sweatpants with and lean on eachother, eyes closed. They're either the friends that we can be completely intimate and homely with or comfortable enough to try every ridiculous thing this world has to offer.

But then there are the friends that we make in college, where we already have a developed personality and know ourselves and what we expect from friends. College friends are usually a whole new genre, where everyone are so different and unique but somehow all of us would be co-existing perfectly well. Somewhere between school and college, I think we all learn to place our judgements aside and make friends beyond it all. And that's where the fun comes in, where we see things beyond what we usually would have, and experience life on another level.

Friends from different communities bond over different things and have a different way the relationship works. A couple of friends from work are more realistically functional, whereas friends from an art class are supportive of each others works. So many communities, so many levels of friendships and yet more than half the population of this world feel so alone in it. Not because of the lack of support from them, but rather our expectations from the ideal of friendship.

Had a little bit of a creative burst...

Little bit.

Still can’t theorize... I can barely write anymore... and I’ve lost all want to draw or create.

So... yeah...

Writing Fanfics and in desperate need of Co-Author(s) I have several in many different fandoms. I would LOVE to continue them but it’s impossible with my mental health to do them alone. 

Titles and Fandoms

When the sun explodes - Naruto 

We Were Kids - Naruto (Not Started) 

The Words We Write - Hamilton 

The Man Who Began to Beg - Hamilton 

Fuck...

And I wanted to do some art for the livestream tomorrow too.