So I reblogged a really long post I made abt progress and feeling burnt out but I forgot that if you have hypersomnia and a bunch of other stuff there's this magical thing called eating sugar and drinking alcohol and now I've been up with 32 hours with the most wonderful ideas and I've written them all down because I am physically shaking. Historical geniuses always suffer from madness and I induce my own with SMIRNOFF ICE Red White & Berry with a side of Hershey's Dark Chocolate and low-quality, grainy-ass mint-chocolate chip ice-cream that was *really*bad.
Ask anybody who knows me I do my best work during fits of insanity
Anyways I'm going to be doxxed when the finale of MY FIC comes out in like however many years idk.
Yah. Read it I'll upload chapter two in like 22-ish days.
Just look at how coherent my notes to myself are since I don't think I'm forming *any* memories rn
yuh
Y'all can all make it out in stellar clarityy rt?















