— Fyodor Dostoevsky; Letter To His Brother 9th August 1838

worlds slowest fanfic author tries really really hard

this is a little bit like inventing a calculator, but the calculator is proprietary so everyone in the world has to go to your building to use the one really big calculator. the lines are massive so you have to spend millions building a disney fast pass system and all the while you’re freaking out because you’re spending $700,000 a day in electricity and water to cool down the calculator radiating heat like the sun because 800 million people are using it to write work emails and draw boobs

What do you mean killing isn't an act of devotion

BEFORE WRITING: Oh, this fic idea is so cute, and it won't take any time at all! WHILE WRITING: Oh...oh, no...I Underestimated this. Again.

This is theater!

Colorado tornado.

i'm bisexual and tired. rb if you're bisexual and tired.

this is a safe space for toxic relationships and unhealthy romance and unhealthy power balances and of course who could forget stockholm syndrome

Anybody else got that Evergiven sized writers block