Oh wow. Look at me. 3 years later. Pursuing a life of eternal cringe-worthiness on the internet. Wow.
Re-reading what I've written is like looking at verbal diarrhoea.
I just.
Inner perfectionist is telling me to re-write so um. Here goes...
Also wow I was so angsty. Gott.
Now I'm just this bag of absolute trash.
Not even fandom trash.
Oh my.
~A 2 am reflection
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