Snickering Fox

Thanks for reading :>
          (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

i wanna write my disaster mc in apocalypse. 
          but like, she just wanna survive this world. don't wanna grab golden thigh, but she's not ashamed to admit she's gonna grab a golden thigh. 

a bit writer's block for Product Faulty, so I've written new fic - and boy, now I can't think another plot until i finish this fic

I can't believe authors are hardcore people. like, they can write such... emotional inducing story. can do heart-wrenching angst, immoral tortures, even genocide. 
          im still reeling from Winter Soldier in Hydra and still want to choke someone, preferably this hydra agent..... 
          i feel rage like I never rage

well... it's not so bad as what internet portrayed it. 
          It was just... wrong tags 
          milk and enema and sado-maso(bdsm??) in one fic. that's. that's tend to stay in imagination. 
          i can't drink milk again. 

gonna brave that legendary milk fic guys
          wish my sanity luck i guess
          (my impulse take a high wtf im doing shi-) 

bullshitting my way on our assumption 

Thank you so much for voting on Will The Real Monster Please Stand Up!

what's the point
          
          'u need to be assertive, be active to pursue and finish ur assignment! get help from ur friends! pursue ur professors, get them to help you! why did you just silent and so passive?!'
          
          what's the point 
          it was me
          i always feel all of it was my fault 
          it never be someone else's fault
          it's mine
          SO WHAT'S THE POINT 
          
          i don't have energy to message a friend when the typical result was just like usual
          'oh im sorry, I'm helping my parents, oh i can't help today, i need to work, er i have sudden appointment with someone today, sorry'
          
          and she has the nerve saying I didn't call her for help 

*exhales*
          i just scared
          it feels like every time i went to campus, there's phantoms sensation of judging eyes that always stared at me from people in my surrounding. 
          it feels like they always talk about me behind my back
          it feels like they always sneered at me
          and i just
          
          i just want to escape 
          i want to hide
          i don't want to go again
          
          i can't even cry right now
          all of my emotions already past that state and now I'm numb
          
          heh
          even now i didn't want to write this in my other social media bc what's the point when the result is always the same