WholesomeEm

Hello everyone, I will be deleting all my stories save for my essays and poems. This is up for discussion but I think it would be best.

Junior year is a scam, don’t get older.

It’s 7:20 am, I humming Disney songs and my practically deaf grandpa says: “hey hey hey, you’re going to wake up grandma!”. So me, being my smart ass self replied: “ah yes my humming is going to wake her up, not the TV that’s 1,000 decibles louder than me”.

My schedule for my next year scares the hell outta me. I’m taking a shit ton of math classes and business stuff and I’m gonna cry!

By the end of this year I should have a poetry book written and published. I'm working with my therapist on it, it'll have the poem with an illistration by me to hopefully allow the reader to understand it a bit more, and then it will have a page right after it of questions my therapist had and wanted me to answer about what I was thinking while writing it.  Would anyone be interested? my book on here already has poems that'll be in there but I should be adding 52 more.

*when old habits come back to slap you in the face and make you realize all that effort towards getting better just took fifty steps back when you only two three forward* I NEED A DISTRACTION, I'm like an inch from creating more scars.

How is it possible that I'm a Scaramouche kin but also a Klee kin? those two are on total opposite sides of the spectrum-

Why do I have so many followers? I know it’s not as much as some authors but still.

i gave y'all a chapter four alternative in Hinata Gets Around if y'all care to read if you didn't like the original one!

My knee hurts....it’s swollen. Everything hurts. Note to self, don’t get hit by a car.