Me And That One Hunger Games Fic I’ll Never Write

Every so often I think about how screwed up the mental health care system is because it took me so long to find a therapist that I stopped being suicidal because I therapized myself (I talked to myself in my own head until it worked) months before I got an actual meeting.

okay so I just ate Thanksgiving dinner and I didn’t feel ashamed or guilty about eating more portions, because you know, it’s Thanksgiving, and I’m gonna proud of myself bc someone should be

I made addy a mechanic/super interested in taking things apart in my Addy-Lives au and I’m regretting it so much. Like I actually have to do mechanical things and explain stuff???? Wdym I have to figure out what Tyler’s anchor thingys are called and how exactly they need to be improved bc I love making snarky siblings

Somebody help pls, I don’t know what’s happening

Oh no, I got a new rare pair, and by rare pair I mean it literally only exists and makes since in my head, help

every time I try and write fanfic my friends start hating each other and I end up having 3 hour long calls, its so late, I just want to write about addy getting hugs, help

You know what? Fuck it. I'm celebrating that finale.

Never have I seen a character in fiction as doomed by the narrative as Aaliyah Amrohi AND SHE SURVIVED. Not even a scratch on her. GOAT behavior. Real MVP.

I’m going to get high and write lesbian hate sex with so much imagery and symbolism while at the beach, try and stop me

sorry bro i lost focus and forgot where u begin and i end i hope nothing gay happened

but, our stories aren’t over yet.

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My brain won’t work and I am going to lose it