Now what am I supposed to do? Get a good night's sleep? Work on my current wip? Yeah, right.
thank fucking god I'm not 14 anymore
The San Francisco Examiner, California, February 25, 1935
Guys, listen.
What if the fbi agent monitoring your search history reads fanfiction?
What if they read YOUR fanfiction?
What if they figure out your identity as the author of their current read based on your super specific Google searches and how they always seem to match up to words or events in the newest chapter?
What then???
Lovejoy songs give the vibe of a comeback to an argument that Wilbur thought of WAYYYY after the fact.
Birthday's are weird. Why am I being celebrated for something I had zero control over?
It's like when someone says "good job" after you've just thrown up.
Like I'd rather not have but thanks I guess.
Martha Gellhorn, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marth Gellhorn
Pretty much what it says on the tin^ ao3 account @Haylee_BB ace/aro bean💜💚 In a committed relationship with Barbara Manatee.
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