the most glorious thing about writing your own book is that you can give your character a love interest, and make that their only love interest. no one else is in love with them, and no one has to be, because love triangles are stupid and played out anD I AM SICK OF READING THEM OKAY OTHER WRITERS PLEASE STOP.
I just finished a book in under two days. I’d forgotten I could do that.
excuse me while I catch up on MONTHS of bought, but never touched, books.
im fucking tired of being sick or having something wrong with me. jfc. life is scary enough already without mystery illnesses fucking with me.
i always forget a few irl people follow my tumblr and i hope i scare them.
don’t ever fucking tell me you’re going to do something for me or with me and then not follow through. even the little things will make me not trust you AT ALL.
can we not with the whole nausea thing, body?
list of things that were given to me this weekend:
I don’t come into your bathroom and reorganize your space, so why is it okay for you to do that to me?????? also I don’t appreciate finding organized piles of my things displayed on the ground, its fucking obnoxious. I can’t stand it. its so passive aggressive and I can’t fucking do it. I also don’t appreciate it when I walk in the door and you immediately criticize me for not doing something I didn’t know I needed to do. I am not a fucking mind reader, I can’t magically know every little chore you want me to do. AND IM GONNA BE A FUCKING BITCH RIGHT NOW AND SAY THAT MY JOB IS HARDER THAN YOURS. OKAY. FUCK YOU. my job is mentally and physically exhausting. all you do is sit in an office chair talking to traders about wood, emailing and yelling at the boys for forgetting to do something. and fuck you very much for expecting me to GIVE UP SLEEP which I need to function like a normal human just so that I can clean the house for someone I didn’t even know was going to be here until today. that’s fucked up. I’m so fucking tired of this. fuck you for coming off like you don’t think anything I do here or at work is important. and double fuck you for coming off like you don’t care that I NEED to make time to write because itS THE THING I WANT TO DO FOR A LIVING. it makes me feel small, insignificant and untalented. so thanks.
I really need to find a different place of comfort for when I’m feeling off. I can’t go to Barnes and noble at all hours.