savy3n_l0l

ok took the ennagram test again and I'm an 3w2 136 sp/sx but originally was an 2w3 125 sp/so btw i think it suits me better because I'm a Lazyy ass

where was I????
          
          uhhh hi ! been a while. obv alot has changed.
          
          besides my inactivity, i can gladly announce I have somewhat or fully moved on from C2BC in general and it's affiliations. (im going to assume it would be my fault for the rebirth of the c2bc reboot because at the time I've posted art works about it, I was really into yaoi back then.)
          
          Still really stressed, isn't a good thing... Im sorry for the numerous works I've put on pause because of my burnout and it takes a lot of energy to care anymore. In 8th grade saying this as I'm now in a drafting major (needs incredible precision and speed by the way.) and I'm having lots of trouble trying to come up with a more coherent plot or when it comes to storytelling with consistent pacing.
          
          that's all.
          
          bye !

Happy 100 followers :)

Poem as an apology for not being active lately.
          
          
          
          Remained at my land, i hadn't sought for your eyes
          I've beamed at light and never wanted all to be behind
          But now you've got me fallen for you, warm and kind
          Caring and sensitive with a nourishing soul, I couldn't help but realize that if those clouds that i fell out were you.
          
          I would wait for your presence and sacrifice everything for you 
          Safe and loved and well, all for you
          Any of what you like, I'd always show, cheering you up wasn't that too
          With a hard promise for a bright future in work, built by us from our tools
          Slowly we worked our way through eachother, every world with you felt like dawn
          Now that sun has set, and I am the ball.
          
          Toughest weather wasn't my que, but I still wait for you.
          Shimmering light just for you.
          
          World shifts. A rotation of us and me. And You.
          A part of almost you are like fibers. In just darkness you are ripped. Ripped. Almost ripped. Tangled by luck again. I was too late but your friends weren't.
          
          It's so funny that fading meant realizing I loved you so I can know love better. Love was a name, sunflowers were my interest, and dishonesty was right in the middle.
          
          I always feared that one day it happened when my own small light wasn't enough. When that message was only me for to read through that light that beams in the cold, and your eyes burned at it. And you cried at pain. Both of pains.
          
          You could've been my spouse. My wife. A forever for a partner. And that's the sick joke of thinking you would cry in joy.
          
          
          
          
          
          I think that's it for now. Bye.

Komm, Süsser Tod

Sorry guys its been a hassle trying to release like MULTIPLE "chapter 1" or "PROLOGUES" and stuff + personal reasons that havve been preventing mee from writing :/

OBJECT CRINGE IS MAKING IT INTO THE BIG LEAGUES

"Chewy cookie or empanada?"
          
          FUCKING EMPANADA ALL THE WAY I LOVE THAT SHIT (joke because it was my wattpad book notif genre in my own country go look it up(

I almost got sent to juvenile rehab/prison and i do not elaborate further onto this

Oh yeah im 49 percent femboy btw