#personal postkin

ao3 is down whenever i in particular want to do something for once

Im almost done my fanfic and im like getting anxious thinking about posting it... good thing its my bedtime and i actually cant post it now because i havent written tags yet. That forces me to proofread it in the morning. Im posting this so im forced to post it in the morning and i dont chicken out. Shout out to dirkjake.

Sending that risky text (to my father, asking for him to treat me like a human being)

Strangling every finance job bro in my brain right now

If anyone else asks me whats wrong with me one more time i guess i will just show them this blog and that will answer all of their questions in more details than they would like.

It is really sad that we have proven that the whole websites userbase can revolt loud enough to undo a change in seconds and yet we fail to use this power to combat the transphobia and misogyny and racism on this website.

I just realized i read 55k words of fic instead of doing everything i was supposed to be doing. God i am beyond cooked i am battered and deep fried and served and beyond saving.

Just started reading godfeels in spite of my work that i should be doing. I need to find the words to talk about this but for now i can say that it expresses something significant that i try and find in my own writing and it does it extremely well. Full of catharsis and ugly and beautiful moments that make it truly a wonder to read. It makes me want to write my one fic that i adore when i should be doing absolutely everything else right now.