@Zandurr
My legacy of the god fans.. who would be the omegas in an omega verse… if I wore to focus on one perspective.
Also, are we more of a fan of top or bottom Landon when it comes to none cannon ships for him…
It may or may not be a Landon x all hethens book (not including vughan) the ones on campus consciously.
Lmao I love writing five—now six things simtiaisly.
Anyone else having a problem with Wattpad sidjusting books by people who are blocked/muted? Or just me.
I’ve lurent a very important lesson of why you atleast plot out books. I have been in writers block for all my books to do with fanfic now
[Random poem]
Depression,
Something that they fear I have,
But I do— in some sense
Everything that once was enjoyable,
Now bleak— now un motivating.
Lacking the want to make human connection.
It always ends up in ruin—it always becomes
God-damn-Everclear.
A slow dripping poison at that.
Ha!
Subject is an ever-dying flower.
Subject is loosing
Emotional comprehension— ha! Did they ever have that?
Many would say no
&
Loosing human connection capabilities
Subject-
Is breaking,
Subject is broken
Human connection with the age devison
You’re ment to talk to—always lacking
No- I don’t mean younger-
Subject only is close to older
Family.
The capacity of being—
Nearer to age normally
Flatlines faster
Then a real connection
Forms
Unstably leaks—
Often it mimics,
It breaks— the
Already shattered
Glass.
For subjects glass
Is half-leaking through
A rickosh[sy] — spiderw3bb1ng (spiderwebbing)
Glass cup.
Continuously,
Dr-
ip-
ping
PING
ping
Subject appears to
Be slipping more —
More into that black endless pit-
Splash.
Is that red?
Why did subject get stained red?
Subject— stares up at me
Splattered in a red-substance
That self painted the black pit
That’s trying to swallow me down
With it.
Subject— is
Alone?
Well no duh!
I officially am done writing obession of madness. It’s much shorter than its first book. Standing at 19 chapters. Because I ended up running out of ideas. But we got a sorta happy ending :) after tragedy.
Anyways,
Off I pop! To my next book… :) it’s gonna be gay. But will it be g3? Or will it be another of this gen
Writing update one goddess of madness
It’s now being changed to “obession of madness”. The story is more about over coming obession and tragedy.
Not every story,
Has a perfect ending dears
Systematic discontent
Love is sapposed to fill a hole,
But what if it doesn’t,
Or never did,
What if you feel motionless in a sea of motion.
It’s always you’re fault,
They always leave,
Always back at that tree,
That blasphemous tree.
Friends—like relationships
Always came and went like seasons,
One day they wore Alive,
The next as dead as chilvery.
It’s always you’re fault,
You systematically fail,
Fail at every little thing.
It’s why you probably are so attached to the limelight.
If you stay center-stage, the MVP, the everything— it won’t happen again.
Right?
Tik
Tok
WRONG.
Everything will happens again and again,
Is systematically ingrained,
You will fail—they will leave,
They will be happier without you.
They always seemed to be.
And maybe the discontent with reality,
Makes you so drawn to the fictional men,
They love you unconditionally—a golden retriever even the fictional friends,
They won’t leave you if insecurity is a beast,
A beast that eats you whole daily.
Or maybe that’s just your fucked up way of it— the fucked brain chemistry.
Back under that oak tree you sit,
Alone—abound
Systematically,
Every year, maybe some odd months.
Every year, you’re loneliness
Creeps back to haunt you,
A poltergeist to never not touch,
Maybe it’ll be different
It different won’t be.
That oak tree sits their welcoming you back, to you’re Enteral suffering.
Tik
Tok
Tok
Tok
Counting the seconds,
Where you’re their alone,
For its lead to comfort—
Awaiting for the same sysematical,
Cycle to repent.
Maybe it’ll be different this time,
Unlikely.
Therapy. What a healthy way to get through things :)
…and no I do not take the advice I preach through characters to other ones. Because why would I?
101 things not to do when the world is in covered in ink… brought to you by the god of anarchy universe Brandon.
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101. Did I mention drive?
Okay good I did.