With this Birthday Queen 👑 Happy 30th Rhona! 👗
me: oh yeah I finally have a moment to watch that She-Ra reboot
me: one episode and then bed
me, 6 episodes later: I guess I live here now
From 113 to 13 days, let the countdown begin.
nanowrimo is about forming habits and whatever but now that it’s over and i don’t have nifty graphs and wordcount stats i have no will to write
Anxiety and a few other things was making me feel like an imposter when it came to my autism. So I re-took the aspie quiz and a few others.
Yup. Still autistic.
DONATE TO TEAM TREES! IT’S ALMOST DECEMBER, WE DON’T GOT ALOT OF TIME LEFT!! D O N A T E
donate to team trees!!!
reblog posts about team trees!!!
don’t let the hype die!!
Batman issue where an extremely suspicious lawful neutral IRS agent tries to go after Bruce Wayne for tax fraud - because he’s been overpaying on his taxes.
THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!! I’m working on chapter six right now!!! I’ll 100% do that request and add it to my list of things to write!!!
richie took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, to regain control. she hadn’t meant to say anything, not really, it just came spilling out - which was a testament to how much she trusted novah, really. she didn’t talk about her own emotional shit, that was a rule, had been since she’d seen her best friend blow his own fucking brains out, but rules were made to be broken, right ? she pulled out a cigarette & lit it with hands that she refused to let tremble, taking a long drag while she listened to novah speak, quiet & holding onto her every word as she blew out a perfect ring of smoke. “ well, i can’t do that to you, “ she said softly, wrapping novah’s pinky in her own, feeling a little bit like a kid again. “ promise i will. “ the just don’t leave me stayed unsaid. it had to. “ someone has to keep you sane, after all. “
A small smile came across Novah’s lips as Richie took her pinky and hooked it. Relief washed over her as she realized that it meant that she had more time with her friend. She could feel everything she wanted to say but didn’t push. “Exactly” She agreed. “You know these fucking people drive me nuts” She nodded her head. “Who’s gonna try to talk me out of punching them or fucking joining me”
Started out writing MI/OH fluff, now I’m writing NC&OH trauma. how it happened, I have no idea
despite manually posting stuff from my queue, it still says it’s at 300 and can’t queue any more, anyone have an idea what that’s about?
My anxiety is a little bit better today. Still mainlining Paul McDermott. One more day then I can sleep in and not worry about work. ugh.
Due to my issues last night, I am functioning on little sleep and lots of coffee.
guys im writing a supplemental essay and i need a theme for a discussion hit me up in the asks plz
i’m making a new years party playlist, the requirements are must be 2 of the 4
it’s my birthday worship me
hey question why the fuck is it the br*n*es and sucriticals that are such a loud problem? why are these shows whose explicit, many-stated, sometimes literally titular themes “BE KIND TO OTHER” such a draw for assholes who C O M P L E T E L Y missed the point in every fucking second of the entire run of every season and just???? why this??? what the hell happened?