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I’m writing a short story abt the huntsman that lives in the house. Should I publish it once I finish it? (It will be ongoing considering she/he is still alive and roaming in the house)

Any angsty books I can read? :D

Watching Spiderman: No Way Home
          I’m officially sad 

Nothing to important other than I ACCIDENTALLY CALLED MY STEPMOTHER AT 11 O’CLOCK AT NIGHT-
          AND IT WOKE HER UP-
          AND MY DAD MESSAGED ME ABOUT IT-
          EXCUSE MY LANGUAGE BUT F U C K

I want to rant about random shet because I have gotten into creepypasta again, also I have made a BUNCH of ocs and want to rant about them but thanks to my sorry loner ass, I refuse to.
          Ah, the problems of being a antisocial sleep deprived person.
          Also, I haven’t talked for a while sooooooo….
          
          
          Basically:
          Anyone wanna chat about random shit with me? 

1am thought/fact of the month:
          
          I watch and read anime and then make up a whole world just so I don’t feel alone. I believe that they are real, even if they aren’t just to help me with my loneliness. I made up a whole entire world in my journal and mind and I always believe that one day I will meet people like Hinata or Kenma, Canada from Hetalia, Izuku from MHA and just generally all of great characters, and that I will never be alone. I believe that dragons were once a thing just so I would feel like one day I can fly in the blue. I believe that mermaids exist somewhere in the world, awaiting for us to treat Earth better. That the dragons are hiding as well and waiting when humanity also to fix the damage we have caused to our planet. I believe so much fantasy just to cure my loneliness because if I do that, maybe it will come true. Even though it’s impossible and childish to have such a bizarre belief, I do believe in it so I can cope with all of the horrors of the world and my growing anxiety. I believe in so much, that it’s amazing how I can still see the world as a great but scary place. I wish the world was a peaceful place, where we don’t pollute our ocean or cause so much more global damage, like global warming. But who knows....
          Sometimes dreams come true, even the most bizarre. Even though this dream will never come true, what I am trying to say is that even though we may be ‘too old’ to dream, we still should. And we should at least try to do something as small as picking up rubbish and putting it in the bin to as large as fighting for something huge. Because only then, we can really make our dreams of a great world true.
          I don’t know if this is childish or bizarre that I get all of this just from my coping mechanism, or to dream like this. But I truely believe we can make a change, just like how I believe in my silly little world. I really do.

Just read Oikawa’s Last Wishes.
          I’m crying again.
          It’s amazing how great it is. 
          The ending though.....

Lamo I stayed up all night and I didn’t even realise until now. 
          It’s 6:12am currently. Let’s see if I can stay up all day without taking any naps. This should be fun.

I have read ‘In Another Life’
          And holy f u c k.
          I am still crying. Oh my god.
          Chapter 13 and Chapter 15 made me almost cry. Like g o d it’s really sad in those two chapters. 
          I’m pretty sure this is one of the shorter versions or longer versions of the story, seeing since there were so many books of the same exact story. Chapter 18 (the chapter when Bokuto saw snow) made me cry and I have never cried so much reading just one chapter. I kept crying from chapter 18 and onwards. But the last fucking chapter. I CAN’T. I AM SOBBING! I love this book, it’s so beautiful and sad. I don’t regret reading it, but I wasn’t exactly expecting the last part of the last chapter. ‘In Another Life’ is, in itself, a story of its own. It’s not a story we see often and read. Which is what makes it so great and it’s the perfect story for me. I’m still gonna go and cry though cause fucking god it’s sad and amazing. 

Brother just did the ultimate petty move.
          He unplugged my charger when I refused to help look for his.
          I’m dying, he is a bitch but it’s amusing to see that’s his way of a punishment even though I can easily plug it back in. 
          This is why I will not regret what I will do to him tomorrow. Which is basically ruining m&ms for him.