#zomberries

Anyways, these characters belong to @brookesdreamery’s AU, Strawberry Shortcake and the Zomberries! It’s a really cute and fun AU, so I just made a cute comic for it! Go show Brooke some love 💜

Characters belong to Brooke’s Zomberries AU: @brookesdreamery

I'm the type of person who would keep a former friends secret to my grave even if that person now hates me and is awful to me.

This was about 7 or 8 years ago. (Im 17.) So we have this creepy attic. It seriously was the perfect haunted house attic. (Not that much anymore because my sister is living in it, but mind you, it still is terrifying, has a little creepy crawlspace and everything) I also have to add that it is right next to the stairs. One night it was just me and my sister in the house (She was on the computer in the living room), I was walking downstairs when the attic door started opening as I reached about the fourth step, I assumed it was my sister who went to do something and without looking back I started running to the computer Pretending to steal it away or something (I was a little jackass.) Only to see she was right there on the computer. Now I would have loved to blame this on the wind or something But I swear that damn door is tough to open. Now I just think about how fucking grateful I am that I decided to be a little jackass at that moment. It just haunts me thinking about what I would have seen had I turned to look.

There's a small park a small bike ride away from my house. A large river runs beside it. Across the river the are tons of trees and a few houses. On nights when the moon is out, I used to go there and stare at the river. Why? Because with the moon out you could see the entire reflection. It looked how I would imagine the ring of Saturn to look from the planets point of view. A little floating ring of trees and houses.

I have such a weird relationship with the concept of dating. It bores me, But then it also seems lovely. 'Boring', because I can't seem to find a person interesting enough to actually want to get to know. It's like every person I meet is the same. Maybe I'm just picky.  And I guess that's okay, for now. I mean, I don't want to just settle for what's there for the sake of it being there. I've seen way to many people do that. And when I talk about my concerns about these things the advice I get is just "You should just get laid" (HAHA.) or that I'm over-thinking everything. Am I the only one left in my generation that sees beyond looks?   Well until I find that someone, I will continue falling in-love with fictional/non-fictional serial killers, glamorous women from the 50s and other strange things.