Switching between these every day
Cats are the truest love of my life. Men?
...meh.
Bitter and lonely straight men who feel unloved by women do not seem to understand that women do not love men the way they think women should love men. Women who love men romantically don't love them with admiration, as a wise authority figure or someone they can rely on like children rely on their parents and belivers trust in their god. They love men the same way that they love cats.
Their weird hairy little house gremlin whose thoughts and feelings are occasionally utterly incomprehensible and expressed in strange ways, but who still clearly tries, and still clearly loves. Women love them despite of the home renovations they unpromptedly do.
why do i write? to inflict pain. on who? myself.
So... me?
my favorite character archetype is “chaotic but also has the audacity to think they’re the voice of reason”
To all the people in my inbox tryna spam me out of my book ideas: trust, you do not want them. I don't even want those little shits.
if i ever tell you about my past, it's not for you to feel sorry for me, but for you to understand why i am the way i am
YOU GUYS HELP I NEED HELP MY CAT IS LAYING ON MY LEGS AND HE'S SLEEPING BUT I HAVE TO GET UP BECAUSE SOMEONE IS AT THE DOOR BUT HE'S SO PRECIOUS AND MY PERFECT LITTLE ANGEL AND HE'S SLEEPING YOU GUYS WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO
“I’m just a girl” first of all you’re a grown ass woman second of all free yourself
and male backs & arms
Just your average queer writer, obsessed with a myriad of random BS that won't give me anything but amusement and happiness in life. 19, Minors please DNI.
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