staticpuker

Should I just rewrite all my fics ??? I mean, sure it would be a pain in the ass, but they're all so crappy I can't even look at my account anymore KAJSJSHDSHDHSDH 

staticpuker

i KNOW i mentioned in a previous bigass paragraph that im quitting wattpad, but once a wattpad writer, always a wattpad writer i guess
          
          im gonna try my best to rewrite most of my fics since they're all dogshit (big emphasis on both the sweet tooth fanfics and the turning red one.)
          
          I'll try to update at least once or twice every two weeks, depending on how much motivation i have, but yeah!! thats it ig, thank u for reading <3

staticpuker

Also changing my name n user!!
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staticpuker

"Mom, I'm tired
          Can I sleep in your house tonight?
          Mom, is it alright
          If I stay for a year or two?
          Mom, I'll be quiet
          It would be just to sleep at night
          And I'll leave once I figure out
          How to pay for my own life too
          Mom, would you wash my back?
          This once, and then we can forget
          And I'll leave what I'm chasing
          For the other girls to pursue
          Mom, am I still young?
          Can I dream for a few months more?" so real

staticpuker

Bruno Is Orange is so relatable LIKE
          
          Did you know that that boy is an armed man?
          Bearing flowers into hands
          Very able to hold me down
          (And love me more than anyone)
          
          AND
          
          Everyone will come, everyone will yell
          I'd thank you just the same if you didn't tell
          My mother says that I will surely go to hell
          Please be a good man, please say you won't tell
          Everyone will come, everyone will yell
          I'd thank you just the same if you didn't tell
          My mother says that I will surely go to hell
          Please be a good man, please say you won't tell
          
          ALSO
          
          Some dull morning we were wearing sheets
          And he whispered, "I think that they know better than me"
          See this hand that pushed you into the creek?
          I'm sorry, was just fun, and you were laughing
          We were running towards the street
          And I wrote my name into the fresh painted yellow line
          And you wrote your name right there next to mine
          
          sobs