The terrible habit of writing away in my notes app and then having to bring those words into the harsh light of my Google docs and be like wtf is this, a new reader fic? Which chapter does this drabble belong to??
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The terrible habit of writing away in my notes app and then having to bring those words into the harsh light of my Google docs and be like wtf is this, a new reader fic? Which chapter does this drabble belong to??

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couldn't be fucked having a separate blog for each of my interests cause i'd have about 20 and i fully cba
because i've gone crazy (officialâ„¢) and am reading a million things at once, my chronic need to make lists demands i do so once again. in the order that i started them:
all the poems: stevie smith, stevie smith (50% complete)
swann's way, marcel proust (27% complete)
empire of pain: the secret history of the sackler dynasty, patrick radden keefe (62% complete)
healing the shame that binds you, john bradshaw (19% complete) *
call me by your name, andré aciman (43% complete)
*decennial re-read (evidently)
i try very hard not to do this, probably because it's my natural inclination to do so (knowing smile to all my fellow adhd's) but here we are. each of them has a solid reason, so i'm allowing it. typically i try to limit myself to: 1 fiction, 1 non-fiction, and 1 poetry book at any given time. i couldn't possibly read no fiction beyond proust until i finish swann's way, though. i'm blaming him for this :)
finishing with an entry from the poetry book i'm reading by stevie smith, because i love her and haven't posted one in awhile.
...What if we collectively uploaded a bunch of absolute nonsense fics to AO3 to baffle the AI that the bot scrapers are feeding?
He snarglefluffed her pooflegoof.
She sometimes was the six ten of ham cats.
When the red milk came twixt her pigeons, she aeronomically bastardised the gluten free communism.
Alas!
Henceforth, there were no scumfunglers.
I’m that mutual/user that, if you’re just existing and I happen to stumble your way & join you/interact with you/whathaveyou, you’re probably going to be in for a fucking ride. Like who knows, am I getting into an impulsive rant on your post that appeared on my dash today? Or tagging your post with sexually devious and uncalled for?? Or tagging completely unrelated things with my characters??? Impromptu roleplay after 5+ years of not doing so??!!??? I’m just a tornado of wrecking shit up. I’m like the tasmanian devil. Or like fucking mrs. frizzle. I’m coming for you. Probably. accidentally. at some point. If I feel like it XD

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the thing no one told me before i switched to clear acrylic glasses is that when i put them down i cannot fucking see them