posting sm rn but like. let's say hypothetically. i posted my dhmis poetry. here and on my ao3. how would y'all. how would y'all feel about that.

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posting sm rn but like. let's say hypothetically. i posted my dhmis poetry. here and on my ao3. how would y'all. how would y'all feel about that.
poll: do I post ghost quartet here or on my main
Drawing commissions feels a little weird, because im drawing not exactly what i want to, but at the same time I still can draw almost whatever I want to. Can't explain this feeling
Is this really the best they can do?
Clarice looked at the slave shaking in the corner of its cell. “I’m getting bored with these whiny slaves. Is it just me?” Clarice said to the body behind her.
The hardest part of being a friend
Is when you know you have something to say. You have it on the tip of your tongue and it'll knock over the ice burg. Less than three sentences and it'll change the way they look at you even if just for a second. Suddenly they'll know how dark things are. How you are under huge amounts of stress. How you were blackmailed and never told anyone. How you've been fighting a losing battle. How you don't know what to do. Maybe it is better to keep your mouth shut. That's what being a friend is, right? Being there for them. Not being a nuisance. They don't need to be weighed down by your life. But then again... Isn't friendship supposed to be a two way street? Signing off as a Sophomore