Are You All Ready To Dance? This Song Is Called Planetary.

Random things that are said at my school...

ORCHESTRA EDITION

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"DICKS OUT FOR PIANISSIMO"

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"Mezzoforte."

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"are cellos kinky? cause they have like the straps."

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"Why is there a cello bondage chair in the second violin section?"

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"stop being an edgy violin."

"NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME! YOU NEVER WILL! YOU'RE JUST A DUMB VIOLA!"

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"I think the basses are high."

"Seth's not."

"Yes I am."

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Alright that was the orchestra version of the absolute fucking nonsense that I distribute. Sorry for wasting your time.

Shout-out to my good friend GeneticKid for not being an MCR obsessor but still agreeing that a reunion was imminent and listening to my rants and songs that I stole her computer for.

[everyone is at a packed Starbucks]

Grian: This is crazy! [holds Cub’s hand]

[both look down and look up]

Grian: You’re not Mumbo

Cub: Nope

Mumbo: You’re holding the wrong hand, honey.

Grian: You sure?

Cub: We’re sure

Grian: I feel committed to finishing this Starbucks experience with you now

Cub: I’m not paying

Grian: Oh never mind, let me go back to Mumbo

Mumbo: I’m not paying either!

Xisuma, in front of them: Come hold my hand, Grian. I’ll buy you any frappuccino you want

Grian: [holds hands with Xisuma, looks back at Cub and Mumbo] At least someone cares about me

I love all of you lovelies

Cult

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Why do you write? Three motivations— none bad, but all yield different results in timing, pacing, energy source.

For myself

Writing because you wanna, because you need a stress reliever, because it’s freakin fun. This is where I started, and I updated when I wanted and how I wanted and couldn’t have given a shit about opinions on my stories

For others

To bring joy— or angst. To relieve their boredom, spread love for an OTP, share happy with the fandom. This is where I migrated when I got addicted to comments XD Engaged but needy— wanting to be seen, getting easily discouraged. Wanting to stop writing at times.

For the characters

To breathe life. To free them from your mind and ink them into immortality, however known or unknown, they’re out there no longer chained to your imagination but able to run, to breed in other’s minds, to capture. This is where I hope I am now. In love with my characters, driven to write daily because they need a voice. Their story must be told and I am their pair of thumbs and a screen.

ONWARD!

I'm in the dressing room of my ballet because nutcracker and I'm in my angel costume watching wttbp and this guy taking professional pictures of backstage took like five pictures of me and I didn't realize and then I looked at the camera really apologetically when I realized what happened and he just smiled and said "carry on" and I laughed a little bit and then he says:

"My daughter likes them too."

dere you go

It be like that sometimes

Reader: “Oh my God! I can’t wait to see what happens next!”

Me, the author, who has been winging this plot since chapter one: