trying to get together my submission for a writing contest thing. process is going like this:
me: *frustratedly going through five multi-page google docs*
me: why i have written literally nothing in my lifetime
i may be quite sad and nervous but there are still little pink hearts radiating off of me like a cartoon character
be sure to leave out milk and cookies for brutus tonight
Go hiking. Fake your death. Become one with the forest. Elevate to forest god. The simple things.
the 0 notes wont stop me from posting every single thought that crosses my mind btw. dont u guys worry about that
my form of contraband is smuggling food and coffee into libraries. sorry book gods but a girl has to eat something besides words.
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