note from the far future, in much better times; consider this book a diary, an archive, a live day by day biography- of the lowest point of my life so far. draw entertainment from it, by all means, but take it as a warning, of all the bad that comes...
over the past few weeks I've been writing this shitty pansmione fan fiction to work the excessive amounts of gay out of my system and it started as short chapters with like 200 words each but they got longer and longer and i've got a half-done book with 30 chapters and about 30,000 words and even though I'm more than halfway through i'm still excited to write it, like?? thats never happened before, i usually write like 3 chapters out of a shitty concept floating around in my head and give up on it but I'm genuinely excited to finish writing this one?? idk man i might even post it one day
also kira rausch as pansy parkinson am i fuckin right
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