i'm so damn tired

i spent my halloween palying league, the scariest thing to do on the supposed scary day

Thinking about Susie... and face eating... and axes... and good, good content.

dear posting muse

don't leave for a while yet, i still got a whole notepad screen full of posts for you to get through first

signed, me

sometimes i think about this one fic i read and it hurts my soul

tfw you go completely nuts over beautiful code like i looked up websites just to oggle code and i squealed and all i can think is im such a nerd going gaga for code

hey y'all Tabris is the best

she can always cheer me up haha

yikes i can't ever be too grateful

I love when you watch a movie that messes with your mind and you can't stop thinking about it.

Afgsfhsjdjfkldksfjsdkkdls I’m too embarrassed idk what to say
T____T <3 I care a lot about eliza , that’s all.

You gotta watch out for Mildreds, they be wildin out. Praise Satan.

Love this Stephen king quote from his memoir on writing:
“There is a muse, but he’s not going to come fluttering down into your writing room and scatter creative fairy-dust all over your typewriter or computer. He lives in the ground. He’s a basement kind of guy. You have to descend to his level, and once you get down there you have to furnish an apartment for him to live in. You have to do all the grunt labor, in other words, while the muse sits and smokes cigars and admires his bowling trophies and pretends to ignore you. Do you think it’s fair? I think it’s fair. He may not be much to look at, that muse-guy, and he may not be much of a conversationalist, but he’s got inspiration. It’s right that you should do all the work and burn all the mid-night oil, because the guy with the cigar and the little wings has got a bag of magic. There’s stuff in there that can change your life. Believe me, I know.”

i legitimately just thought about picking a chip up off the floor because i'm honger