throwback thursday
Throwback Thursday: a note on Feb 5, 2018. Fang: [Vanille]'s a crybaby, though! She cries as soon as she gets lonely or insecure. But if I stroke her head, she stops as if nothing is wrong. Lebreau: In that case, you’ll need to find her quickly and
Journal (UnCat)
It's weird to wake up not knowing who you are. You do all this stuff, you enjoy these things, yet you still wake up wondering what your "thing" is. And in a strange show of wanting to feel included, you leave hints that you'd
internetting
NOTE: I'll just go ahead and schedule this one for tomorrow. This is the stuff y'all really care about, right?! ;) Happy New Year. Yep. Make that dating apps. But over this weekend by the time entry is posted, I'll be reducing said apps to
slice of life
A schedule slip! It happens. I'm extra proud of myself for sticking with it for that long. Besides, I'm still cringing in embarrassment about other things. I make it a point to tell dates and potential dates (at least) three things: I'm polyamorous, I&
slice of life
Not too long ago I received my first singing lesson since grade school: He picked up his guitar and tuned it; I sat in his computer chair. Back straight, deep breaths, sing loud and deep and hold that note. Listen, and match this note. Deep breaths. No, deeper. He had
slice of life
It's the last day of the month, so I suppose I address two topics: National Coming Out Day and Halloween(ish). I've been thinking about the latter, and the former will be scheduled over the weekend. All's (s)hallow Perhaps it's because
Journal (UnCat)
I haven't been talking much. Or doing much of anything, really, beyond existing and feeling pretty bad ab-- Sorry. "Pretty bad" is a terrible understatement. I'm depressed. Capital D Depressed. Alanis Morissette, "Tapes" All these tapes in my head swirl around Keeping
internetting
It's actually more boring than it sounds. I didn't get lewd and I didn't piss off thin-skinned misogynists. I'm back on dating apps; I figured it'd give me an edge in addition to doing things The Old Fashioned Way-
slice of life
"I deal with my pain by writing." That is how the original draft began. This is what I said to my girlfriend an hour ago. It's still true. And it's been a week. A typical, stressful week: I had 17 dollars to my name
throwback thursday
Throwback Thursday: this was originally written Wed, 31 May 2017 01:00:50 +0000, on the VerboseTerse instance of this blog. I wonder about you a lot, especially when I'm writing. I followed all of your blogs and keep coming back to my favorite posts. Wondering things, like:
Raintree Ruckus
Was bitten by the Harriet the Spy writing journaling craze, hopped on the Internet, and never left.
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