y’all really do comment a lot (and i read most of them) and before u get up my ass about stuff pls take into consideration that i wrote my johnlock and phan fics in 2017 and my destiel one in 2018 and i was like… 14 or 15. don’t hurt me, i know i made mistakes
my least favorite thing is when i occasionally remember that none of my friends actually like me, they’re all just really nice, likable people and i annoy them into tolerating me
i have gotten WAY too accustomed to having friends and not being lonely. when i, inevitably, go back to the same level of loneliness i had in high school i might not survive it
the way i almost ended my 30 page paper with “i know this is not my best work. however, my mental health is very bad and i cried for almost two hours straight last night. i just need this to be done. thank you.” i didn’t but god i wanted to
i have so much love in my heart but nothing to do with it, so i put it in my tweets, in my pinterest boards, in lengthy letters, in my notes app poetry, i put it everywhere and yet give it to no one
i just read a little bit of my johnlock story and i almost threw up in my mouth. y’all. i am so sorry. i don’t know if you can tell but i was definitely like 14 when i wrote it