I'm a closeted ace lesbian out of laziness. I love cats to death and will kidnap any you have, so please make it easy for me and just send any you come in contact with my way.
I'm not really happy with how UNDER's turning out, so imma just post a quick chapter explaining what's gonna go down so people know what happens and how it ends.
Then, imma actually work on Dreamworld and this other side project I got going that I'm actually in love with and hopefully post new chapters soon.
Here's a kitty who loves you and wants you to forgive me for being such an asshole with the update schedule
Remember when I kept saying I was better and would actually update? Remember when i fucking lied about that shit? Yea well it's for realsies now cause I got depression meds that are gonna hopefully help fix me up. Imma also start working out every day because this medication can make you gain weight and I really don't need more of that. So, ya girl finna be getting fit both mentally and physically now.
I rewatched Assassination Classroom and for the last couple episodes I was straight up sobbing. Granted, I was going through one of my sad moments because depression is an unstable bitch, but I will forever say that that anime is one of the best because you connect with the characters so deeply.
Anyway, I dropped out of my class (not school, don't worry), so I will have so much fucking time to be depressed and write.
Had to start over the latest chapter of Dreamworld because I realized the way I was going with it was gonna turn the plot to shit, and this new way is gonna properly introduce the newest characters.
So I'm very sorry but it's gonna come out on Tuesday possibly.
ok here's a timeline of what's gonna happen, and you have my permission to yell at me or whatever if I don't stick to it:
Saturday (technically today cause it's 4 am here):
-post the next episode of UNDER
Sunday:
-post next episode of Dreamworld
Friday:
-post another chapter of UNDER (I would do it sooner but I have a midterm on Wednesday and boy oh boy are my grades shit so far)
Sunday:
-post another, most likely the last, chapter of UNDER
-agonize over whether to post the newest story I just started
Monday (and every monday from then on):
-post new chapter of Dreamworld
wait something just moved
come at me ghosts i will stab you with my knock-off airpods
ok never mind false alarm
continuing on
Now some notes:
I keep saying this, but I am so sorry to the people who subbed and expected updates. Depression's a full time job ya know, but I started up therapy again and I think this time I'm really working on it and getting better.
Also before half of you leave because UNDER is ending, I invite you to read any of my other series. UNDER is/was my first attempt at writing, and I went into it with no prep and rushed a lot of the chapters. Dreamworld, in my opinion, is loads better, and is still getting better as I keep writing.
Ok this getting way too long so bye, I love you guys, and here's a little something in honor of grumpy cat, may she live in our memes forever.
Only if you want me to 'take care' of them.
You know what, I could start up a ghost-stabbing business, charge $200 just for consultation, $300 for the actual stabbing. I'd be able to pay off college in a couple years.
Well since you'd be my first customer, I'll do it for free in exchange for publicity. I'm betting people don't search for 'professional ghost stabber' very often.
oh no
I started writing something new
make me stop, I can't handle another series
but it's so goooood
also watch this cause this is my inspiration and it's fucking crazy and amazing
https://www.tiktok.com/share/video/6688011026253745414?langCountry=en
So I was having lovely dinner conversation with my parents, and I found out they had Dairy Queen without me. So I of course asked why they didn't ask their dear daughter if she wanted ice cream. They said they did. I had no recollection of this.
After a couple more minutes of arguing, it comes out that when my dad had asked me, I was taking a nap, but I had replied, so I couldn't have been sleeping at that moment, right? I ask my dad what I said to him as a response, and he said I said: "No, I'm doing laundry."
I was, in fact, not doing laundry. I was in bed taking a nap.
I was sleep talking, and my dad accepted that nonsense answer.
And that's the story of how sleep talking cheated me out of a blizzard.