I know my friends will read this even if I say not to, so just dont talk to me about it.A book dedicated to my mental breakdowns at past midnight that may only be understood by two people.About my two friends, who I will not name, that I cherish dearly, but hate that they make me question my attraction to them.…
Random poems that I made that don't follow the rules of poetry. They are not directed at a specific person, but made in first person as if it is.Probably sucks, but who cares? Anyways, read if you want.Art work is not mine, all credit goes to it's respectfully owners.…
George lives alone in the woods, that is, until he meets a man who goes by the name Dream and befriends him.~~~Or, platonic DNF in the woods because I can.~~~TW: getting shot by an arrow, doesn't go into much detail, hospital talk, slight panic…
This is just my cosplay things, thoughts, conversations I over heard, and more.…
I'll update when I like.Feel free to comment anything unless it is something I deem wrong and unnecessary.Don't read if I know you irl.…