Fox Kadokawa

Sorry I haven't been updating, the inspiration well is a little dry rn. My surgeons are finally coordinating a day to remove my gallbladder and uterus. I've never had any surgery before, so I'm a little nervous but ultimately happy.
          
          Stories will get published when they're done. Some of them are a bit harder for me to stretch out since I don't want them to just be 4-5 chapters, but at some point I'll figure out how to make good characters with solid motivations and stop rushing the plot to get to the good stuff.
          
          I can promise that much at least.

Yooo, I can also get a hysterectomy at the same time as the gall surgery. Already scheduled an appointment with the obgyn to book it. Can't wait to be rid of this useless piece of shit uterus!

Yeah, I have gallstones. Gonna need to get surgery at some point soon. I hate being mortal...

Guys, my lower chest hurts so fucking bad. If I have to get my gallbladder removed, I'm going to scream.
          
          Hope I don't die later.

Would ya'll still support me if I started writing explicit gay erotica of Trump receiving backshots from Elon and the Gulf of Mexico? Be honest.

Yo, any of you know how to interpret dreams? I just had a whole fucking experience where Elon Musk was married to a beautiful black woman and had two white-ass kids (boy and girl) and a big dog + cat.
          
          Some slightly chubby woman walking her dog through a park got attacked by a guy when Musk's dog runs in and starts protecting her from him. The guy gives up and she tries to leave, but she can't get up for some reason and Musk's dog is in a position where she can't reach her bag.
          
          Musk starts rummaging through it and taking stuff like her tampons to sell them. I see all this happen while I'm walking my cat (I don't walk my cat normally so Idk why I was) and get absolutely PISSED. I wrestle him to the ground while growling exactly like a wild beast with the intent to bite and maul him the way a fucking bear would.
          
          His dog basically disappears (as well as my cat) and his cat (wearing a giant hiking backpack and some kind of dog shoes) tries to escape but I have the leash and it starts choking itself before gnawing its collar off. It walks away just as his wife and kids appear (both kids have mint ice cream covering their mouths while they say/whine that the cat is escaping and his wife looks tired/disgruntled) and she asks what happened since she saw a shorter video of the incident on YouTube. I apologize, telling her everything while still on top of Musk (who has been repeatedly bitten on the face and neck hard enough to draw blood).
          
          Then I woke up...
          
          I'm still reeling after all this BTW. I literally had to Google "Elon Musk dog attack" because I thought this actually fucking happened.
          
          
          

Give me liberty, or give me death!

Bro, America is so fucking cooked. Anybody outside of it willing to take me in? I'll happily live inside your washing machine for reals.

Well, it's my birthday... I just turned 20. When am I supposed to start feeling like an adult?

Ok, I know you all are probably going to hate me... but I'm unpublishing everything that isn't finished and won't send them back out until they're done. Then, if I'm feeling up to it, I might redo Corpse Groom.
          
          Sorry for the inconvenience.