Me: * looks into mirror* You have done absolutely nothing today. You didn't write. Didn't finish your Art book cover, and didn't finish your fanart. You're a failure.
Me 20 minutes later: I'M SO HAPPY AND WE CAN ALL LIVE TOGETHER IN PEACE AND EVERYTHING WILK BE greAT!
I don't know how I switch from pessimistic to Joyful in a matter of minutes.
Anywho, I just read Alexander's letters to John Laurens and HoLY SKITTLE HOW DID I LIVE WITHOUt THIS HOLY MOTHER Of goD-
WHY DIDN'T MY HISTORY TEACHER TELL ME THIS. I NEVER KNEEEEEeeeeeeeWwwW
EEIIIIIIIAAAAAAAaaaaaaAaaAHGGGGHHHHHHH!!!111
* dying fangirl screams *
So umm... Any Hamilfams?
YOU ARE READING
Random book of random
Randomtbh I'm using a overdone clichè to get views. It's just a book 'bout a weird writer who draws and never updates their dang stories.
