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I didn’t get to go to Thornville over winter break. Not that I’m sure it mattered--most of the people I’d want to see weren’t there anyways. 

I miss the summer.

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I felt like writing again.

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Happy National Coming Out Day!

...another year of not coming out to anybody.

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Well Zabet got a tumblr account finally...

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Can you miss somebody you never really knew?

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The feeling when all of your friends are invited to something by someone who you also thought was your friend and you are not...

It is not a good feeling.

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Part two of something I posted awhile ago. Kind of? It works by itself too. 

Anywho, I figure I‘ll just keep writing because it makes me happy.

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Wishes

She'd read the stories. Knew the lore about her new town. She lived a summer touching the edge of a world she didn't know that she could ever be a part of. A world of romance, of sneaking into windows after dark or sneaking out of windows after dark to go spray paint the town pink, of smashing together on the couch to watch movies or play videogames, of curling up afterwards and falling asleep safe and protected by someone you trust; a world of demons, both inner and outer, and she looked at the stars on her notebook and marked on her skin and compared them to the eyes on yours—someone's watching you—and she heard the voices in your head saying the same things she hears in hers; a world where one has to be adept at catching werebears in prom dresses but also talking your friend away from carving another smile into his face, a world of love and intrigue and magic and pain and loss. And, somehow, she's jealous. Despite the fact that she's lived a happy little in-the-box life, gone to college, worked a job, she longs for the excitement of sneaking out at night to vandalize the signs on main street, for the loud, obnoxious, ridiculous friends who aren't afraid of anything and are always looking for a new thrill. She wishes she'd taken more risks in high school because she's in college now and she feels like her life is over: she's boarded her train and there's no going back. She wishes she'd played in their band, jamming out on stage and putting her operetic gothic metal voice to use.

But she hadn't known them yet. And now they're gone.

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Why are there so many things scheduled when all I want to do is stay here on the Internet.

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Zabet has repeatedly poked me to mention the, as she says “incredibly entertaining” fact that I had to smuggle Noodle into the dorms at my school because they don’t allow anything except fish. 

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Well...

Turns out the reason I haven’t been here a lot is because, strangely enough, the summer is actually over. And I’m back in Boston. And it’s really weird. 

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Here have soul destroying spookstar fanfic.

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There’s nothing quite like curling up with a good book and a plate of tea and cookies on a cool summer night. 

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I did writing things.

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Feeling much better today and thought I’d try my hand at some writing about this strange little town and it’s fandom. It’s not done yet, but it will be soon! 

Noodle is hiding in my hoodie and being adorable too, and that always helps to brighten the mood.

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Casually falls apart and hopes nobody notices.

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Finally!

The two things I got with my first paycheck were this awesome new drawing tablet (which I’m not very good with yet) and...

A SNEK! This is Noodle, she is an albino cornsnake and adorable and I can’t draw here well yet but hopefully I’ll be able to eventually!