chaotic writer  with a god complex over fictional people
emotionally attached to characters I made up at 3 a.m.? absolutely.
sarcasm is my love language.
mentally I'm outlining a novel. physically I'm refreshing the fridge for no reason.
✨in a committed relationship with procrastination✨
i write. i panic. i rewrite. i romanticize emotional damage and call it plot development 
not responsible for your feelings. i'm barely handling mine 
updates? vibes only. consistency? we don't know her.
follow me for  unhinged energy  and soft moments disguised as pain 🫠