Mama Fudge

mentally? ill.
          physically? can barely get out of bed
          spiritually? god himself wishes for my death
          hotel? trivago

the sexual tension between me and the 398 unread notifications from wattpad :
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plot holes are openings for fanfics
          *dives back into the void*

6 months clean today :)
          it's a good day
          <3

GUYSSSSSSSSSS
          https://www.wattpad.com/1133091254-experimented-dsmp-x-female-reader-3-explaination 
          ARIA AND I FINALLY MANAGED TO WORD VOMIT ANOHTER CHAPTER OUT
          pls read lol, it would make us very happy :)
          take care, and drink water!
          <3

Civics teacher: *mentions illegal immigrants*
          70 percent of the class: *looks at my Hispanic ass*
          me: ok what the fuck

a day in my brain:
          me: *has an assignment due*
          ADHD: *hyperfixates on some random thing for hours*
          executive dysfunction: we need to do this why aren't we doing this we need to do this oh boy *still doesn't do it*
          depression: nothing matters anyways, who cares. u could die tomorrow.
          anxiety: but if I don't do it then my grades will drop and my parents will get mad and then-
          me banging my head on my desk: PLEASE JUST LET ME DO IT
          

*me hitting depression, adhd and executive dsyfunction w a stick*: I! NEED! TO! DO! MY! WORK!
          *all of them collectively punching me in the face*: I! DON'T! CARE!
          anxiety: i do

HELLO EVERYONE! 
          I know it's been a while, but I have returned!!!
          AND, THERE'S A NEW CHAP OUT FOR EXPERIMENTED!
          https://www.wattpad.com/1123306430-experimented-dsmp-x-female-reader-2 
          pls check it out :)
          also remember to drink water and take care! <3

So, after countless nights of insomnia, I have come to this conclusion:
          
          People are glass sculptures. Some are made from hurricane glass, or from glass as delicate as china. As time goes on, your sculpture gets a little more chipped, a little more cracked. Some shatter at a few words, others can sit and take blow after blow, but in the end, everyone is still glass. They can still be destroyed.
          
          For some people, when there are just too many cracks, they fall apart. 
          
          But that's the thing about glass. When you put in in fire, in the extreme heat, it can melt and it can be put back together. It will never be exactly the same, but it'll be whole. 
          
          And sometimes, when glass collides, pieces will fall off. If you're trying to put someone back together, those pieces can cut you apart. Be careful.
          
          Idk if this makes a lot of sense, I just had to word vomit and figured you guys would like some semblance of content from me. Maybe I'll come back to this, I'm not sure.
          
          :)