Dear Ashton Hansen

I started writing this while mildly drugged up on pain meds because of period cramps, so please forgive any spelling errors. Anyway, this is basically just Dear Evan Hansen, but if I was Evan. I am a very anxious person just like Evan, but I handle that kinda stuff differently than he does so I figured I would just insert myself into his story and see where it goes. This has a few little things about my life in it (not anything very specific or story-changing, just fun details that make everything more interesting) so yeah, enjoy.

Oh also please keep in mind that this will be very gay and chaotic. If you don't like gay chaos with way too many mentally ill characters, please don't read this. If this description hasn't made you want to run and hide, then please, by all means, give it a read!

PS: Ashton is not my name. But it starts with the same letter as my name, so I figured I'd use it. obviously don't want to put any of my real name, info, or life out onto the internet for any weirdo to see soooo... yeah but Ashton is me, just not with my name and all that because ya know... SAFTETY!