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anyway fucked around and posted a fanfic on ao3 if you guys wanna check it out. it’s also on here! the series is called ‘the half of me you hold in you’ and the first part is ‘the song trapped in your throat’. it’s a stranger things soulmate story about steddie. so uh yeah. 

thinking about the fruity four + the party having a youtube channel or smthn and dropping weird lines about upside down things and their followers being weirded out about it. like steve and robin will be trying out food or doing smthn and steve will say “this is worse than the russian drugs” and robin will just nod sagely and no one is phased by it. eddie will be playing guitar and steve will be annoyed and eddie just says “this girl saved the world, you should have some respect” and steve will say “yeah, and she almost killed you in the process” and no one bats an eye. dunno just a thought

feeling marginally sadistic and wanting to write something that leaves readers feeling hollow and caved in. just a thought.

i literally have 35 drafts and none of them are even close to be finished

me, looking at all my drafts: why aren’t any of you finished yet?

who thought it was a good idea to rip my heart out with avengers in a hunger games setting huh?

i hate the fact i forgot my password the moment i made this account

i just want to sleep for a good 24 hours

really wish i could use emojis on here, it’d make some of my posts delivery much better

i have a lot to say but not the right words to explain it or anyone to say it to, especially on my current fixations. i want to write but i don’t know what about, i want to talk to someone about anything and everything but no one to talk to or not enough time. i want to do things but i don’t know what
          
          it’s a mess in my head and i really wish i could organize it like i do my room