Today I learned that my friend has a Tumblr account, and this is a problem because if I ever mention having one, she might ask for it. The problem is that I have mentioned her on my account. The problem is that I really don’t want her knowing what I wrote.
I’m not the best writer, nor am I social, so I don’t really have the best opportunity to learn how to say what I want, and therefore I don’t really know how to explain to my mom why I give up instead of trying my hardest in the last few weeks of school.
It's been a year since last year.
I’m trying to write a story and I want to add romance but it’s hard because I don’t like romance. The only reason I’m doing this is because I looked at my character and was like you. you are gay. And now I really ship them but I don’t want to WRITE IT
The X Files theme came on my playlist and then my mom asked me if my phone was ringing, but I hadn’t heard a ringing, and after I started hearing it, I turned to my phone but it was off. I slowly said no, and then my mom answered her own phone.
I occasionally get flashes where I become incredibly attracted to Kazuha. They never last long, but they’re happening more frequently.
I finished Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo at one this morning, and wow, what a ride. That money was well spent. I will have to bide my time before I can go raid another bookstore.
today’s motivation for getting out of bed: wanting to show my brother an oddly shaped skittle I found
How NaNoWriMo started: *a good balance between action and dialogue, exposition done in a natural way*
How it’s going: *all dialogue with the occasional nod or smile, run-on sentences, exposition spoon-fed to the audience*
I only ever eat half of my sandwiches. Idk man, sandwiches are just too much of a commitment, sorry 🫤
Too much girly (lesbian). Too much whimsy (autism). The world is not capable of holding me. Unfortchy, I'm here anyways lmao off, deal with it.
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