Lost in the sweet sky, drowning in clouds. Letting the sun consume me in warmth until I am ashes. The world looks gray; perhaps I need new eyes. I find words piling on top of one another until I am left with crumbles of narrative for people like myself to pick up to enjoy or hate.

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Hello! I write fanfiction! Consider checking my stuff out if you like MCYT shipping content (written respectfully). I'm not quite sure how to write so this account may be messy :p

She/her pronouns
Pansexual 
Libra (not that anyone cares)