A quill on paper

I finished My first ever real book chapter! I hope I grow and flourish from a single read to over 1k! thank you to anybody who will take time out of their day to read my first chapter

ok I reset my password also I might change my PFP and be a regular account it was a pleasure to know all of you as Nonbinary_arson but I might remake my entire account and post my story I am committed to its at 400+ words already

I WANT TO CHANGE MY DAMN USERNAME CUZ ITS CRINGY ASF BUT I FOROGR MY PASSWORDDDD

To be honest
          I’m trying my best but I always go back to my bad habits :/

Is it just me or does everything feel wavy and dreamish? Damn, life is strange, like I can starve and feel nothing. Or maybe I can stare into the sun and know nothing. A lot space and no more things to fill it with. 

Are y’all actually reading my story bc I feel like it has potential -3-

Should I change my pfp or keep it?

MOOD SWINGS ARE SHITTY AND I WANT TO SLEEP NAKED
          

“I’ve dug 2 graves for us my dear, oh what a world of the things I’ve heard…”
          
          “Ha escabado 2 gavillas para los dos my amor, oh que Mundo de cosas que a ollido”
          
          TLDR;my bf can call in 10 mins and I’m crying bc I am lonely as hella no clingy
          
          Or 
          
          I’m clingy and my bf can’t talk in 10 min

“Mami, A matado pulse una pistols a su cabeza, le dispare y abhors esta muerto, Mama my vida a comenzado Pero lo a tirado, Mama no quise aserte llorar, Pero si no estoy aqui mañana, ya no carges, ya no carges, 
          Roque nada importa en realidad”
          
          “Mama,  Yo no quiero morir, Pero aveses deseo que nunca a nacido”
          
          -Bohemian Rhapsody by queen