Lily

hellllloo hello:)) i love your writing style!

Hey where can I find the book called Beat The Devil & Exodus because I can’t seem to find it on this account

I'm alive? Why am I alive? I'm about to start school- but I swear I'm working on writing. I'm sorry for abandoning-- I got work, college work, high school work, all the good stuff coming along.
          But, if anyone is interested, a Sabriel story is in the making.

So, I don't check my Wattpad everyday, because I've got school and work... and I swear to the gods above I should. Over 100 notifications and my poor computer almost had a stroke.

Someone kill me please. It's been forever since I've had a crush on an animated character and it feels so weird---

For those stories I haven't updated in a hot minute... I'm sorry.
          There's school, me hopping in and out of fandoms, ideas and motivation for the story leaving my body...
          With the one story I'm "consistent" on... updates might be random. I'm going back to school halfway physical starting March 15 and will have less time to update because I actually have to pay attention.
          Anyway, I'm sorry again about my update schedule. I hope y'all are having a great day/night.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all you singles and takens!

Dean: Toss me my keys! *A tree gets thrown* 
          I said my keys.
          Castiel: I thought you said ‘Christmas tree’!
          Dean: Why the fuck would I say ‘Christmas tree’?
          
          Dean: Toss me my keys!
          *A printer drops from the window*
          I said my  k e y s.
          Castiel: I thought you said ‘printer’!
          Dean: Why the fuck would I say ‘printer’?
          
          Dean: Toss me my keys!
          *A tiny box gets thrown* 
          I said my keys.
          Castiel: I thought you said engagement ring!
          Dean: Why the fuck would I say... wait. *Opens box and widens eyes* Holy—
          Castiel: Still want your keys?

The one thing I haven't been in forever... is sick.
          And now I can't do anything but sit and listen to lessons while I think about how the hell my brain is going to let me type without my head blowing up.
          As far as I'm concerned, it's not COVID, but still... I can't do ANYTHING.

In my writing club, this girl was reading her story and said that the two main characters live next to each other. So I put in the chat: ᴬⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐᵐᵃᵗᵉˢ
          
          So I’m on thin ice now.