SLGoodwin

[slgoodwinauthor]

At what point is Mary going to be casually leaving a merry widow brunch and see a wanted poster with a fairly decent sketch of Stede on it, wanted in conjunction with Blackbeard, aka Edward Teach???

Just Mary standing there like...Blackbeard, Edward...Ed.

Casually realising that your husband isn't just 'dating some guy named Ed' but that he's somehow gone from 'hobby pirate' to 'hopelessly in love with the real world incarnation of Satan' and then wondering if this means Blackbeard ISN'T terrible and having to just sort of agree when people talk about being scared shitless of this fucking ocean terrorist whilst knowing he's probably out there somewhere putting up with Stede's snoring and addiction to orange cake.

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You'd never know she was going through a breakup

There ain't a single tear messing up her makeup

He thought she'd be sitting home crying

She ain't going out like that

She's had enough of feeling like dying

She ain't going out like that

Everybody, here comes the life of the party

Yeah, she is

He might have left her brokenhearted

But she ain't going, going out like that

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Deleting a sentence that *I* wrote in *my* WIP on *my* computer:

"What idiot wrote this? Jesus. Wow, that's terrible."

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Commiserations to all the other millennials relearning tumblr because twitter is dying :/

[mischiefiswritten]

*does not write for WIP in 5 days*

*finally opens WIP*

*deletes two words*

*closes WIP*

[slgoodwinauthor]

The blackout is coming...August 31st