WendigoonWrites

I hope nobody thinks I’m ripping off the YouTuber wendigoon:( I just chose a random name 

When you order something off of Etsy and then immediately realize you should’ve checked the reviews and could’ve gotten a way better version from a different shop (if not a bit more pricey) and now have to hope they’ll let you cancel the order

Why am I just now breaking down after a full week of constant stress? I have 6 hours to finish this fucking project I can’t be stopped by my neurodivergent brain now. I have things to complete

I hate existence. Like why tf do I have to have issues, and tell people about those issues. Fucking humiliating 

Ao3 author curse: 
          
          Me: I think I’ll write tonight
          *gets food poisoning*
          
          What the fuck

On this day 125 years ago the Newsies Strike began !

Nick Carraway is gay. Evidence:
          1. End of Chapter two he definitely fucked Mr McKee (he wakes up in McKees bed and McKee is naked) 
          2. His relationship with Gatsby and how he describes Gatsby; e.i handsome, attractive, etc
          3. He states something like ‘I did not actually love Jordan Baker I was just curious about her’ (they are THE beard couple/lavender marriage)

The Great Gatsby Musical has my soul rn
          
          (Newsies will forever be my home though)

I hate my skin I hate my skin I hate my skin I hate my skin I want to crawl and scratch out of skin. I wish I could be normal. I wish I didn’t pick at what is barely even acne. Just a small reaction to the hair dye I use last week. I’ve barely ever even had a pimple. So why do I freak every time I see a small bump on my skin. Why do I scratch and rub off my skin on my face. Why can’t I have normal hygiene routines, and be like everyone else. Why why why. it’s frustrating, that my brain won’t work how I want it to. That I’ve ended up feeling like I wanted to crawl out of my own body because I read something accidentally that was suggestive or romantic. I feel so terrible about it. I feel so judged by my family for my interests, they’ve teased me these past few weeks for how often I’ve listened to or watched Newsies. I know I can be a bit much but it helps. I don’t know why or how or really what it even helps with but it helps. I’m hosting some friends over at my house tomorrow and I just feel so bad for not having my usual energy and feeling so disgusting. But I’m sure I’ll get over it. I’m sure that seeing them will help. It’s usually does, even if only for a little. It can last a short while before I go back to feeling awkward and like they all secretly hate me, but for at least a moment I will be with them without the worry in the center of my head

I GOT BANNED FROM PLAYING NEWSIES IN THE CAR THIS IS HOMOPHOBIC