Someday I Hope To Have A Wikipedia Page. But I Want It To Be As Inaccurate As Those Weird Sketchy Websites

y'all can we bring back the public execution? like hanging in the town square

not for anyone else, just for me

and not for any crime, just cause that's how I wanna go out

it's that time of night everyone! time to sort thru memories from the day and file them away as either normal or horrendously embarrassing

aaaannnd don't wanna spoil anything but let's just say the normal folder is gonna be pretty fucking thin

I get so quickly and stupidly attached to inanimate objects. like, I used to work a custodial job where one of the buckets we used said "P.P." on it for some reason. loved that bucket like a child. tore me up inside to use any other bucket

my sweet P.P. bucket I miss you

inZane in the membrane. inZane in the brain

this could be the snart of something big

me, after setting an arbitrary time limit for a wip: what nonsense is this?! how could I ever finish in this time frame?! might as well give up and do it never! never I say!

there's two wolves inside me when I'm writing fanfic:

the wolf that recognizes it's better if I write short fics so I don't get burnt out and actually finish them

and the wolf that remembers that one time the hyperfixation was so strong I wrote 7,000 words in one sitting

ok guys the world is not allowed to end rn, I'm on the toilet and that would be sooo embarrassing

um. tee hee 🤭

or smth. idk still workshopping

me: I gotta get up early so it's super important I get good sleep tonight

brain: i-important?? that's scary! too much pressure! noooo we should stay up watching youtube with steadily growing anxiety instead!