In 2015 someone made a call out post about me for being a lesbophobe bc I said that I hate Jenny Schecter
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In 2015 someone made a call out post about me for being a lesbophobe bc I said that I hate Jenny Schecter
I saw a cute Rukia’s fanart on twitter and I was pretty sure I’ve never seen the artist before, so I went to check their page and figures I didn’t know them, they are a RR shipper, tbh I always go right back if I come into IH/RR “territory” bc there is nothihng to enojoy for me there BUT I noticed how they had no likes/retweet on their RR art and f*ck, what the hell guys, come on, support your artists!
Yo so here’s the deal.
I’m so frustrated. I’ve been writing blurbs all week. I’ve posted new content and for what? So I still have like 20 blurbs and I’ve written some of them, and they are ready to go but I don’t feel like posting them.
So we’ll get there eventually. But for now. Enjoy what’s there, maybe comment? Reblog and tag with your thoughts?
Why am I going to keep creating content for nothing?
In the tune of Joey’s hand twin song
This pic is Louis’
This pic is Harry’s
Oh no that’s Louis
No, wait that’s Harry
Parents got rid of the old high school laptop, and low-key upset since I think I may have had some old shitty fanfiction on it that I didn’t back up that is now lost (they destroyed the hard drive and everything). I kept meaning to take it to like, Best Buy and get the hard drive taken out and like have all the info pulled off of it, but WHOOPS. That’s what I get for procrastinating I guess.
This is like one of those things you learn that isn’t super important but kicks off like, the little stress knot I have inside that means I’ll probably cry. With the political climate the way it is and some not particularly happy news on the family and friends front, I’m feeling a little delicate.
I do have some other ancient shit I’ve written, but like... My Red vs Blue fan fiction. It might be gone and that hurts me in a very strange way.
Weak in the knees I NEED to sniff caleb. i need to shove my face in his tits / area betwen a breast and his armpit and INHALE
Guys, I love you. I adore all of you who enjoy my writing or just enjoy a short stay in my little corner of the internet. Sending out hugs (to anyone who would like some)!