My Digital Escape One Shots

I've Fucked Up.

I keep apologizing.

But I never fucking stop.

This isn't a fucking oneshot, it's me, the author of this trash trying to tell you what's up.

It's seems I'm incapable of setting up a fucking schedule for this.

Ugh.

Let me rephrase that, I'm incapable of following a fucking schedule. I know, I'm a piece of shit I've already made that clear to myself. So let me tell you something really clear, I've got Mondays off. Tuesdays and Wednesdays are band practice. Thursday, I have off, but sometimes I'll be staying after school for tutoring. Friday I have football games, Saturdays are competitions (for band, and yes, I have competitions every Saturday for the next three weeks). Sundays I hang out with my boyfriend.

That's what I do.

I'm a busy motherfucker, and I have practically no time for anything anymore. So I'm gonna make a fucking deal with you guys, and if I don't follow through with this deal, wreak hell.

I will post every Thrusday, unless I say otherwise.

I'm done with all of my own bullshit. I literally piss myself off more than any stupid son of a bitch in my school.

I'm terrible to you guys, you wonderful, beautiful, patient people, and in return, you guys find something else to do. I'm not going to continue being terrible. I'm going to take my Mondays to write new oneshots, edit them before band practice, and have them up by Thursday. I'll post to my message board if there's a change in schedule, so make sure to check that out.

I won't have a set time. I'm terrible with times. I'll either be too excited for you guys to read it and have it posted by three o'clock or be struggling and not have it up until 11:59 PM. (Eastern time, I live in Pennsylvania)

I love you guys. A lot. And I feel terrible. And I'm sorry.

But I'm trying.

I'm trying really fucking hard.

So please bear with me.

Stay safe, stay strong, and stay beautiful my Lil bitchez.

Yours Truly,

Andromeda Leigh Barnett

(This started out so violent, Jesus on a pontoon)