“When this is over, I will see her burn for what she’s done.”
— Wind Rider
Okay, hi everyone. It's Pi Day. I forgot about that and had no pie today. Then again, maybe I should blame dyscalculia again. I have no clue. I've been... not doing so well? I'unno. Ice Star is a bitter bean. Not much is new. What will be new is a new chapter of Enemy of Mine that I am close to done with, writing stage-wise.
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THANK YOU EVERYONE!
and if someone wants to give me a shout out to get me to 50 that would be wonderful
i have some fics in the works
ok so actually i might delete this
but do u remember in like december or whatever when i said i had a kinda bf
well i broke up with him
yeah
*pretends to listen to single ladies by beyonce*
*actually watches downton abbey like the dweeb i am*
RIP My old laptop. My new one isn't completely set up yet and ready for writing, so I've got the old one up one last time. I typed over a million words on this thing, amassed hundreds of memes, bookmarked too many goddamn things, and fumed at poorly written Netflix drivel on this idiot hunk of plastic. I covered it with far too many stickers, let my cats near it far too many times, and dropped it once or twice. The keyboard is pretty funky too, if I do say so myself because everyone who has
So back in 1925, they weren't called 'blogs'. They were called 'essays'.
I’ve been reading essays lately.
I know my audience, believe it or not—I am aware that some of you sneak into my room in the wee hours of night to caress my sleeping angel face and read my diary. For the sake of everybody else in the house, though, I want to explain something: there are two Latin American authors I really, really like.
Quick but exciting blogpost for those of you following Enchanted Kingdom news and stuff and things and all that!!!