you’re cool. look how cool you are. how are you so cool?
it COULD be this pineapple vodka I’m sipping like a lady
you calling dibs?
NOPE if you write it I will buy an autographed copy and sleep with it under my pillow
AGGRESSIVELY PROUD OF ANNA
I was just remembering how you promised to watch TW with me as long as we wrote and cuddled too. YES.
you should understand how serious it is that we are going to write and cuddle because I wanted to write “FUCK THAT’S RIGHT” in response but instead I got warm and fuzzy. ick, gross.
The best woofs, I think you mean.
woof woof.
HAHAHAHA THAT’S BECAUSE IT’S THE BEST. I am so delighted.
oh my word
still laughing. so happy.
this is why I make posts about it. night = made.
I want to come.
okay. dress appropriately. or don’t, I don’t mind.
I just found something that is 4 pages long, that I literally have no recollection of thinking of or writing or anything even close, but it’s cool. but I have NO IDEA where I was going with it. man….
maaaaaan. I once found 50 pages of a novel that captured where I was the summer I started and stopped it, and therefore could never be properly finished.
do you ever find something in your writing folder that you have zero memory of, and you’re like, “Holy frick, where did this come from, when did I write this, why is this so awesome, why can’t I remember what this was going to turn into?”
GOD. SO MANY FUCKING TIMES. well, not that many, or I’d be famous by now. but yes. exactly that.