#cat health chronicles

[ooklet]

we managed to scrape together the money for this old man to have surgery to remove his lung cancer!

hey honest question, did anybody have GOOD stuff happen to them in 2024? cause it was really bad for me and for most people i know, so it would be nice to hear about anything that's been going WELL for any of you. even if it's small stuff. just to know there's light out there.

[ravennaortiz]

Masterlist!

Hell Loves! Below is the list of stories for Juicy January! If I get more request I will add them and as they come out I will put down the titles! Thank you all for joining me on my Juice obsession!

Yes....but I have a request- Fruit rollup shenanigans story

Elevator Chronicles Story: Neighbor Juice who is just trying to distract you from the fact you both are trapped in a small space.

Should've Been A Cowboy-Long Live Cowgirls Series: Juice falls in love at a rodeo.

Always Here from the Give Heaven Some Hell Series: Juice works through his grieve and regret at never telling you his true feelings.

We All Have Skeletons: Juice Confronts Chloe OC about the dead bodies that are piling up

One for Two: Juice and Scarlett OC post Lost and Found Series. Juices release from prison and post Jaxs death.

How I Met Your Mother: How him and Trinity OC met.

Tequila, Tacos and an Interrogation: Juice and OC Lupes first date is crashed.

May I?: Juice asks Happy for his daughter OC Coris hand in marriage.

Lazy Sunday- A lazy day of weed, painting and sex

Rescue Kitty: Juice finds an injured stray cat one night and nurses her back to health. Shapeshifter AU

Sorry About my Tail- Playful Trickster/Demon Juice who just cant seem to control his tail.

Call Me Mommy- Subby Juice Smut Fic

What Are You Doing?- When you enter his dorm room without knocking one day a Juices dirty little secret comes to light.

Request 1- Hate- Smut Fic

Request 2 -The Start Of Something-Fluff fic

Request 3 - What Do You Think Fluff/Smut Fic

Request 4- Butterfly-Fluff Fic

Request 5- You Love Me. Right?- Dark Fic

Request 6- Confiding- Fluff Fic

Request 7- Of All Times- Fluff fic

Request 8- Not So Funny Now- Smut Fic

Request 9- Rather Have- Smut Fic

Request 10- Didn't Mean- Fluff/Smut Fic

Request 11- Love Gone Sour- Dark Fic

Request 12 Both- Smut Fic

[hana-no-seiiki]

COMME ON FAIT SON LIT, ON SE COUCHE.

⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈. ✧ PAIRING: YAN! NEUVILETTE x SCUM! READER (ft. yan! other characters + mystery major pairing)

⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈𝐈. ✧ TW/CW: Typical Yandere Themes: Stalking, Delulu, Yun’s vv broken French. Canon Divergence.

⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈𝐈𝐈. ✧ SYNOPSIS: When given the power to flood the world with your admirer’s tears and skip work, who were you to reject it? | This happens prior to the Archon Quest

dedicated for le sims ( @o-tears-o-tides ) , aka the object of my platonic love and affection. happy birthday employee!!

Fucking with Neuvilette was your lifestyle. Figuratively that is. You wanted him to work harder if you were to provide him with the more literal definition of the term but regardless —

— making him suffer was your favorite hobby.

You held the prestigious role of documenter at the esteemed Palais Mermonia, where the dramatic tale of "Furina's Courtroom Crying Sessions" unfolded under the watchful eye of Neuvilette. In addition to chronicling these legal theatrics, your literary talents blossomed, weaving novels and insightful commentaries based on the trials you meticulously transcribed. This dual creative and professional endeavor earned you a devoted following throughout Teyvat and established influential connections with prominent figures across the nation.

Your relationship with Monsieur Neuvilette started off differently than what many would assume. Those privy to your early interactions could discern an undeniable enchantment on your part towards this man. Undoubtedly, he exuded an aura of elegance, elevated prestige, and an unwavering work ethic, all of which captivated admirers across the spectrum of society. His demeanor possessed an intoxicating allure for young ladies and gentlemen alike, leaving an indelible mark of respect and awe upon those fortunate enough to witness it.

“Monsieur Neuvilette.”

You greeted him with a slight bow, resisting the urge to smile at his presence. He reminded you a bit of someone from back home. A man that you’d do anything to receive a single praise from.

“Ah, Mx. [Y/N] to what do I owe you the pleasure?” He looked up from his documents. He too had to resist the urge to beam at your form. After all you were one of if not the only person he felt like he could never have enough time with.

“It’s just that I thought you’d be home by now. In any case I have this coffee a friend gave me but I can’t drink it . . .” You looked to the side, breaking off eye contact from your superior. He would have frowned at the action had it not been accompanied by a sweet gesture of yours. You always excused your good deeds with some nonsense about self-interest but he knew you well enough that he could see through it all.

“Thank you.”

Then, you realized that it rained whenever he felt sad.

And when there’re intense rains there would be no work.

And when there was no work, you could stay at home or go out and do whatever the hell you want.

Also he liked you and whatever but that was besides the point! You could slack off and fulfill your sadistic needs.

And so began your journey to find what made your senior co-worker tick. Most of the time it was when you gave other people your attention ( aside from Furina for some reason ). A single headpat towards either Freminet or Lynette caused some light rain. Rejecting his advances caused the skies to stay blanketed for hours. Whenever you were absent it poured cats and dogs.

And lastly, when you and Lyney were practically fucking with words it was as if the Raiden Shogun herself was here to cry alongside him.

The man practically saw you as more valuable than the water he drowns himself with.

It was all you ever wanted and more.

Despite your excessive amounts of free time, you still found yourself to be stressed and tired. Due to your high profile job and connections, it was a must to move from place to place frequently as to avoid paparazzi among other dangers to your health and privacy.

You were planning to check the Fortress of Meropide that day to . . . have a date with Lyney. Don’t look at me like that! You two are the ones with the weird taste in scenery.

“Oh! Your Grace. How do you fare?” You bowed politely. You could feel the glare from the magician beside you burning as bright as his vision.

The man was a menacing person from looks to begin with, but there were also other reasons you often felt something crawl up your spine whenever you two met.

He always stared at you like you had done something wrong. When he was the former criminal between you two! Really, what a crude man. His trial was one of the biggest hits of your career so at least you had that to owe to him.

You still remove the chills you felt when he simply admitted his guilt.

“Mx. [L/N]. I was told to deliver this to you.”

“Oh? I didn’t know that the Duke of Meropide also worked as part-time delivery men.”

“Trust me, this is works for my own self interest more than the sender.”

You gave him a pointed look. Well those words didn’t seem suspicious at all. You shrugged as you examined the object. A letter. Cold pressed paper — the expensive kind too, bound together by stamped blue wax and what seemed to be a miniature lakelight lily.

Inside — in the most elegant cursive you’ve ever seen — was . . . a poem. It read as follows;

Ma gouttelette du ciel,

Telle une étoile dans la nuit,

Ton amour est mon miel,

Dans ton regard, tout est infini.

Tes sourires, doux rayons du jour,

Illuminent mes jours comme un phare,

Dans ce monde, tu es mon seul séjour,

Ton amour est ma plus belle fanfare.

La tendresse de tes mains,

L'éclat de ton rire mélodieux,

Sont pour moi de précieux biens,

Qui éclairent ma vie, radieux.

Ma gouttelette du ciel,

Dans ton amour, je m'égare,

Ton essence est mon miel,

Chaque moment avec toi est un phare.

It only took one line for you to recognize Neuvilette’s work. His water tasting hobbies was somewhat common knowledge to the public, and Lyney was less of a poem man and more of a showy partner.

And so, after making sure his eyes were on you, you ripped it apart.

“That’s a bit too harsh is it not?” Lyney spoke with a nagging tone, yet his eyes were filled with the utmost delight.

“Monsieur Lyney. You know of its contents? Has your father ever told you not to pry into other people’s business?”

“Perhaps. But we’re friends aren’t we? Friend’s don’t hide anything from eachother.”

You sighed. You hated it when he knew where to hit. “. . .Then can you do me a favor and use your vision for its disposal?”

“My pleasure.”

Orange flames barely appear for a moment before it is doused by the sky’s tears. But even then it was enough to destroy the letter.

“Your Grace—“

The clock was ticking.

A few months after you’d heard his screams, you found out that the traveler would be arriving to their next destination soon. There was only a small fragment of a moment to lose for preparation. The rain was getting unbearably strong. You could not count the amount of times you’ve had to replace your umbrella.

In any case, you had invited Charlotte for a chat at the cafe. Partly because of her vision which helped with the rain, and mostly because you wanted to gossip with her as you usually did when slacking off.

Those works of yours outside of your actual career at the Palais Memornia don’t make themselves after all.

“Rumor has it that young women of have been disappearing of late. Do you have any clues on this phenomenon yet, Charlotte?” You leaned unto the table. Your signature smug smile on your lips as you presented your question to the young lady.

“Not yet. Wait — aren’t I the journalist here? Why are you asking the questions? Don’t tell me you missed another deadline again.”

“I just want to get ahead on my writing. The Steambird must have gotten a lead, no?” You dipped on your tea as you spoke, gaze directed at its reflection of your face and the dark skies above.

“So you can slack off some more?”

“T’was what my doctor had prescribed. I need to take care of my mental health too, yknow.” You smiled, poking your cheek in a cutesy manner.

This was no good. You were getting nowhere in your investigation and your anxiety bit at you as time could only pass by. You bit your nails. What would he do? How would he bypass such a situation? Oh, how useless you were without him.

“[Y/N]!”

You almost don’t react to that name as you were overtaken by your thoughts. It seemed that you spent too much time worrying that Charlotte wasn’t even at your side anymore.

“Ah, Lady Furina. How may I be of service?” You stood from sit in a jolt. You were guilty of looking down at the archon from time to time but appearances must be kept in public.

“I came to personally escort you to Palais Memornia. We have a case that requires your presence.” She coughed. An unusual shaken demeanor on her. Not that she was a completely confident person all the time, but this look on her particularly screamed fear.

But what would an archon be afraid of?

“Urgently.”

“A case? But with this rain. . . surely — “

The rain abruptly stopped and with its sounds disappearing, a deep voice makes its way into your ears.

“It is yours, [Y/N]. You’re under arrest for suspicions of colluding with the Fatui.”

“Monsieur —“

He looked away from you before you could finish your call. You feel metal touch your skin as none other than Wriosthesley himself puts cuffs around your wrists.

“Stay put, Mx. [Y/N].”

You eyed the Iudex from beyond the ‘glass’. This chamber had not existed the last time you visited the Fortress. Yet here it was, almost an exact same replica of your room — yet it did not feel like home at all.

You supposed Fontaine in its entirety was not home at all.

“You framed me.”

You were lazy. Incompetent even. But you would never collude with those miscreants.

At least, those were the lies you fed yourself in order to feel better about the betrayals you made in a day to day basis.

You could imagine the looks on your colleague’s faces. Would they be surprised, neutral, would they even care at all? Or would they be so utterly hurt by your actions that they fall into a spiraling abyss of despair?

You yearned to witness it all.

“All you had to do was to accept me.” His gloved hand touches the material between you two, a ripple forming from his touch. You were surrounded by what seemed like primordial water.

“I would have forgiven your sins. I would have made you be reborn anew. Innocent and pure as water.”

The water parted for a brief moment but you do not dare do anything foolish. You stayed put, remained still as Neuvilette reached through, and allowed the dragon to drag his thumb across your jaw and lips.

“All you did was push me away.”

And then — he pulls your head through the opening.

You close your eyes. One smallest movement would have your neck turn into foam.

“[Y/N], ma gouttelette du ciel.”

Perhaps, you had no need to see all the other’s fall into hopelessness. After all, the man who put the most trust and adoration into you was right here with you.

If only you were able to empathize with him. If only you were able to return his feelings and live a fulfilling life filled with love.

If only you weren’t cursed to feel nothing for him at all.

“Comme on fait son lit, on se couche.”

After all, what the Doctor wills is what the patient gets,

and if you must sleep in your deathbed this day and suffer the Iudex’s judgement — then so it shall be.

⟣┄─ ˑ IV. ✧ DIVIDER

[ TRANSLATIONS ] [ MY FRENCH IS VV RUSTY SO PLEASE TELL ME IF THERE ARE BETTER REPLACEMENTS/TRANSLATIONS FOR THESE] :

Ma gouttelete du ciel- My droplet from the sky/heaven/my droplet of heaven etc.

Comme on fait son lit, on se couche - You made your bed, sleep on it / You dug your own grave.

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🦇 Batty About Books' Three-Year Bookstaversary

[ I hate posting pics of myself -- be kind ]

💜 Hi there, my wonderful, beloved bookish bats! I hit my three-year Bookstavery on Monday (but kinda forgot and didn't do a full post)! Thank you to everyone who has supported me by sharing these posts, providing book recommendations, and lamenting over recent releases that stole our hearts! To celebrate, here are a few things about me:

✨ my goal for Batty.about.books was/is to spotlight queer, diverse, BIPOC, & indie authors who deserve to have their voices amplified

🦇 I think bats are misunderstood, stereotyped creatures (exactly how I feel most of the time), which is how this account got its name

🌙 my favorite books before creating my bookstagram account were: ✨ An Ember in the Ashes - Sabaa Tahir ✨ The Wrath & the Dawn - Renee Ahdieh ✨ The Lunar Chronicles - Marissa Meyer ✨ Gearbreakers - Zoe Hana Mikuta ✨ Fangirl - Rainbow Rowell ✨ The Rajes - Sonali Dev ✨ Iron Widow - Xiran Jay Zhao ✨ ACOTAR & GOT - Sarah J Maas

🦇 I have two black cats, Luna & CleoCatra

🌙 my favorite tropes are: ✨ second chance romance ✨ books about book lovers ✨ grumpy/sunshine ✨ found family ✨ friends or enemies to lovers ✨ forced proximity ✨ mental health rep ✨ fake dating

🦇 I've written a sapphic/queer young adult romance (trying to stay motivated as I survive rejections) and a follow-up sapphic romantasy series

🌙 my favorite genres are: ✨ contemporary romance ✨ young and new adult ✨ queer romances ✨ fantasy/romantasy

🦇 I've been applying to work in the publishing industry for over a decade and haven't gotten a lucky break yet (help!!)

🌙 my favorite shows are: ✨ The Owl House ✨ She-Ra ✨ Lost Girl ✨ Buffy the Vampire Slayer ✨ Ted Lasso ✨ Brooklyn 99 ✨ Charmed ✨ Shrinking ✨ Mythic Quest

🦇 my gf and I met on Tumblr in a writing group, realized we were going to college close by, and have been fangirling side-by-side for 11 years

❓Tell me one fun fact about you!

[barisolsdaughter]

> “…Hey. Do I have to keep doing this? I want to get back to my research soon.”

[—~—]

> [INITIALIZING — BLACK BOX TYPE L]

> open C:/users/L/documents/not work-related/intro.mp4

> [EXECUTING FILE...]

[—~—]

"Ah, hello. I don't believe we've met before.

I am Levia Barisol, yes, the psychiatrist. You've probably heard about me.

As to why I am doing this... Hm... Let us just say that a friend of mine says I need to interact more with the public. She insists that 'staying cooped up doing research without any human interaction' is 'bad for my health', and her solution was to... have me talk to strangers online. Right.

Well... I hope you enjoy... Whatever this is."

[—~—]

Hello, everyone!! Welcome to my Levia rp/ask blog!! I was inspired by a few other rp blogs i've seen recently and decided to join in :3

Feel free to send asks! Though I won't answer any that make me uncomfortable, I'll do my best not to create a backlog.

I'm down for any kind of rp, really! Silly, more serious... Tho I have to say, I do enjoy deeper lore (which is actually why I even got invested in EC in the first place lol-), so if you want a convoluted story, I'd totally be down for it! I'll probably write a little bit of lore for this blog, too, but there'll probably be a specific tag for that bc I like keeping this organized :3

uhhh I think that's it! Feel free to interact, or to just watch from the sidelines if you want!! OOC posts are gonna be tagged as such and also have a little thing like "[OOC]" written on them.

mod's pronouns are she/her!!

[—~—]

Tags Guide:

<storyline> – Posts related to the storyline/lore of this blog;

<answers> – Posts answering asks;

<ooc> – Posts that are out of character.

<art> - Posts containing fanart.

<random> - Random posts that are in-character.

<sleep-deprived> - Posts made in the early hours of the morning when mod is procrastinating sleep and she may or may not regret them later.

<reblog> - Posts that were reblogged, mostly ooc.

<important> - Important posts, such as notices, warnings and that kind of stuff.

<cat levia> - Posts about the Meow storyline.

<rilianeverse chronicles> - posts related to RP in the discord server.

<experiment arc> - posts related to the experiments to create an antidote for meow

<forget-me-not> - posts related to the blue pills given to Levia by Irina

[books-and-strawberry-tea]

Discarded Good Reads TBR

1/11/24

I was gonna leave this till New Years 25, but decided to do it early. Yes it's November, but I have over 600+ in my good reads tbr and would rather get it sorted sooner rather then later. Some of these books and been on my list for years. So long I didn't even remember I had a good reads account. So lets go!

Can I Steal You for a Second

The Lady Upstairs

Silverglass

Night Tide

Off The Record

Dearly Departed

Melt With You

Her Countess to Cherish

Two Winters

Never Ever Getting Back Together

Mistakes Were Made

The Fiance Farce

Victories Greater Than Death

Fake It

The Hellion's Waltz

Payback's a Witch

Cool for the Summer

In The Event of Love

Something Borrowed

In Her Shoes

The Fault In Our Stars

Bridget Jones Diary

The Devil Wears Prada

Confessions of a Shopahoplic

The Help (As you can see from the last few listings, I went through a time were I wanted to read the books of some of the movies I loved but I've just lost interest in doing this. Doesn't help that the people who wanted to read them with me didn't end up reading them either.)

Good In Bed

A Lady's Guide to Scandal (turns out this book was a sequel)

The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

If I Stopped Haunting You

I Hope This Doesn't Find You

Funny Story

A Witch's Guide to Magical Innkeeping

The Ballad Of Never After

A Curse For True Love (Iykyk)

Safe Haven (An Aussie Book, I'm wanting to read Chai Time of Cinnamon Gardens, and if I like this book I'll try the other one)

Wrong Text, Right Love

Spellbound in the Stacks

That Time I Got Drunk and Yeeted a Love Potion at a Werewolf

That Time I Got Drunk and Saved A Demon

Girls Weekend

Parties

Redeeming 6

Saving 6

Keeping 13

Binding 13

Not In Love

Taming 7

Hate Mail

To Woo And To Wed

Haunt Your Heart Out

Otherworldly

Truly, Madly, Deeply

Make The Season Bright

I Feed Her To The Beast Series

Tangled Up In You

Werewolf's Guide to Seducing A Vampire

King of Sloth (Kings Of Sin Series as a whole)

Ready or Not

Kilt Trip

Dead To The World

Dead of Night

Dead Weight

Dead Wrong

A Thousand Broken Pieces

She Who Rose From Ashes

Rebel Belle

Sinner's Anonymous Series

Pretty Little Liar's (I loved the tv show but I dont feel like reading the books anymore)

Peculiar Tastes Series

Children of Blood And Bone

We Used To Live Here

Shatter Me

A Sweet Sting of Salt

My Darling Dreadful Thing

The Summer of Broken Rules

Morrighan (The Remnant Chronicles)

Beasts of Gatamora Series

Dungeons and Drama

Rewitched

The Cottage Around the Corner

A Hunger Like No Other

Crimson Debt

Scream For Us

The Binding

The Betrayals

The Undermining of Twyla and Frank

The Undercutting of Rosie and Adam

A Rival Most Vial

The Volcano Girls

Vampire Girl

The Christmas Appeal

The Pairing

By Any Other Name

Small Miracles

Hum

YouthJuice (I DNFed this. Dunno why its in the TBR list on GR. Boring as all hell)

My Best Friends Exorcism

The Raag of Rta

Silent Sister

The Price Guide to the Occult

Never Fall for a Dragon

The Gathering Dark

Mortal Skin

At Least You Have Your Health

After The Forest

Fit To Do

Natural Beauty

The Glow

All Night Pharmacy

Guillotine

The Vanishing at Castle Moreau

Slasher Girls and Monster Boys

In The Dream House

The Dark Within Us

The Vampires Melody

The Invocations

Such Sharp Teeth

The Ones Who Come Back Hungry

Indian Burial Ground

Castle of the Cursed

Diavola

Haunt Sweet Home

The Dangerous Ones

Fang Fiction

So Let Them Burn

The Woods All Black

We Shall Be Monsters (Turns out I had two books under this name from two different authors)

The Botanical Daughter

Red In Tooth And Claw

Such Lovely Skin

Incidents Around The House

The House Of Last Resort

I Accidently Summoned A Demon Boyfriend

Together We Burn

Even Though I Knew The End

The Monsters We Defy

The Magpie Lord

Mortal Follies

The Dead Romantics

A lot of the books I got rid of in the older tabs were contemporary genre, and there's not a whole lot of contemporary books I like. At least as a whole. There are exceptions but mainly, I find the genre boring. I feel like if it's contemporary, it has to be something really gripping or deranged for me to stay entertained. Murder mysteries and thrillers that are particularly messed up (I loved Butcher & Blackbird), Dark Romance (Adored Haunting Adeline and everything else I've read so far from H.D. Carlton.)

(Also just side note, a lot of the older books listed in my list reminded me of bi erasure and how its alive and well. Bi characters are always listed as lesbian. It's so stupid. Anyway, rant over.)

Books I found that I forgot about (That sound amazing!!)

Spice Road

Off With Their Heads

Dragonfruit

The Lunar Chronicles (I always forget about this series but it looks really awesome, and really want to give it a go)

The Heir of The Beast (I keep missing being able to read this.)

I now have 490 on my list, I may go through it again. Cause there's still a lot on the list. If I go through it again, I'll edit this post. If you've read any of these books, and you think I should reconsider, please let me know!., , ..0 (Greetings from my cat apparently)

[achillescomehome]

What fandoms do you write for?

Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus, Black Butler, Kane Chronicles

Can I read your stuff if I'm not 18+?

I mean, I can't stop you. Just don't, like, tell me. Even though most of the fandoms I write for are usually family-friendly, I focus on topics such as trauma, mental health, suicide, power struggles and dark relationships. While I do believe that teenagers should be allowed to explore a lot of these topics, please do not take all of these fics as a way to cope. If you find yourself recognizing symptoms or affects these characters have from mental health, please reach out to someone.

How do you get your writing so realistic?

Trauma. 9/10 times whatever Percy is going through draws inspiration, sometimes heavy inspiration, from my own experiences and thoughts. Please do not try this at home.

Do you accept requests?

No. As stated above, these fics are born as a way for me to vent. They come to me. Therefore, I probably couldn't do your request justice, or do it in a way satisfactory to me.

Can I translate your fic?

Not at this moment.

When do you update?

Whenever I want. I am in college, working on a conference presentation, and volunteering on historical projects. I write when I have the chance.

Your fics are too dark. Can you tone them down?

There are plenty of non-dark PJO fics out there. I aim to present the raw, ugly truth of what Percy, and many other demigods, have gone through and the lasting effects of trauma in a way Rick cannot delve into given his rating. It doesn't have to be palatable for everyone. There are warnings slapped on the fic for a reason.

Do you have a tip jar?

No. Fanfiction was meant to be free, and should remain free. If you want to show your appreciation, leave a comment or ask!

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THE WRITER

I am currently a uni student about to graduate and then pursue her master's. I'm studying archaeology and Egyptology, and have specific interests in the mortuary (death/afterlife) practices of the Ancient Egyptians, as well as the history of the discipline itself and the dehumanization of cultures in the process of being studied by archaeology.

I started writing for school. My mom homeschooled me and made me read and write for 30 minutes a day. I honestly hated it at first lol but then I slowly fell in love with creating my own worlds and stories. My first completed fanfiction was about an OC daughter of Marvel Loki.

I absolutely love dissecting characters in my writing. It's so fun to pick them apart and see what makes them tick, what their flaws are, what their greatest fears and loves are. Percy Jackson is honestly the easiest person to write for in this sense, because I saw so much of myself in him.

Please come yell at me about him, I would love to talk about him!

Some random facts about me: I was adopted, I lowkey have an obsession with the Undertaker from Black Butler, I love the dark and macabre, and I'm currently studying abroad (can you guess where?). I'm absolutely a cat person, and if there is a cat around, I will be petting it for the next hour. I have been late to class because of this.

[fabanddrab]

Indie sleaze

Indie sleaze is back. We're loving booty shorts over leopard print tights ever so slightly covered by a slouchy fur jacket. We're saying yes to electroclash and yes to blow.

Firstly, we have to look at the originals. My favourite 2010s icons have to be Sky Ferreira, Taylor Momsen and probably Effy Stonem. They were pretty iconic. Nevertheless the medicated, alternative and slightly crazy girl has always existed in pop culture. The likes of which include Edie Sedgwick (a personal favourite), Penny Lane and Courtney Love. I guess what makes these characters so alluring is their association with danger, daring and the mysterious. Who wouldn't want to be a "manic pixie dream girl" come true.

Edie Sedgwick a poor little rich girl, torn away from her leering family by Andy Warhol at the young age of twenty two. When the two crossed paths she was Warhol's muse. The focus of his passion, love and creativity. Only a year later the two fell out of favour and Edie spiralled into addiction. She eventually passed from drug addiction after isolation from the Factory and Warhol himself. Living fast but meeting a tragic end. Sedgwick was a star in her own right and passed far too soon and far too unfortunately.

I think there are a some forerunners to this new age of the 2010s. I immediately think of Megsuperstarprincess and Cat Marnell. Two people that some may say are strikingly similar.

You could probably describe Meg as New York's Hipster Star with a blog (on hiatus since 2022) appropriately named Le Hipster Portal. It makes for a good Sunday read apart from her incessant use of le (is it great literature or just actually really insufferable). Either way she's cunty. I watched her vlog recently starring her and a night out in New York which somehow included her set at Swagchella and guess who, the British hipsters!! Now that's swag. The Mr Kratomberg was seen as a brief shadow in a handful of frames!

In Meg's blog she details her life in New York nightlife stardom, overdrafting all her bank accounts (which her Dad pays off), struggles with mental health and everything hip. Her instagram is a carousel of blasé outfits and fashion shoots or even her latest poetry. Sedgwick and her are comparable, both having an almost waifish figure, these thick drawn eyebrows and heavily experimental styles.

I know considerably less about Cat Marnell but I did watch her VFILES interview and from those three minutes I decided I loved her already. She released a book titled How to Murder your Life, chronicling her story of drug addiction and restarting life after rehab. As I see it Marnell is pretty inspirational.

All in all indie sleaze has returned, it's booming and I love it. As my favourite caption once said, Bushwick, London, Paris.

[diversegaminglists]

Games Finished in 2023

Didn't get as much gaming as I usually do, due to a combination of health issues, my cat having cancer (she's fine now) and my computer breaking in a couple of infuriatingly nebulous ways.

Games I recommend are bolded.

Archvale

Franken RPG

Symphony of War: The Nephilim Saga

Signalis

Bound by Flame

Monster Train

The Last Door Season One

Unforgiving: A Northern Hymn

Dirk Smallwood HD

The Excavation of Hob's Barrow

Flynn: Son of Crimson

Dishonored: Knife of Dunwall

Dishonored: The Brigmore Witches

Sands of Salazaar

Adios

Talk to Me

Dishonored 2

Power Wash Simulator

Power Wash Simulator: Tomb Raider

Power Wash Simulator: Midgar

Pilgrims

Stone

Teacup

Cloud Gardens

Memory Traces: Japan

Khimera: Puzzle Island

Katamari Damacy Reroll

I was a Teenage Exocolonist

100 Hidden Frogs

lure

Lights Off...

Viltnemda

Suspicious Downpour

The Lost Dachshund

Resonance of the Ocean

Swallow the Sea

Shadow Burglar

Kore

Fears to Fathoms: Home Alone

Greedfall

Rapture: The Beginning

Adventure Escape Christmas Killer

Apeture Desk Job

Corridor Z

Hero of the Kingdom: The Lost Tales 2

The Shore

Alder's Blood: Prologue

Mirlo Above the Sun

Stillwater

The Call of Karen

Karisvale

Momotype

Epic Battle Fantasy 5

Aztlan Uncovered: Prologue

Good Dog

Adventure Escape Mysteries: Cluedo

You are a Whale Also Part 1

Adventure Escape Mysteries: Midnight Carnival

I want to be a Triangle

Behind the Frame: The Finest Scenery

The Case of the Golden Idol

The Darkside Detective

Project Exhibited

The Case of the Golden Idol: The Spider of Lanka

The Test

Fayburrrow

Faefever

You Will (Not) Remain

Bad Dream: Stories

Star Apprentice: Magical Murder Mystery

Arcanbreak

Glass Masquerade 3: Honey Lines

Dot's Home

Westwood Shadows: Prologue

The Suicide of Rachel Foster

The Looker

Nancy Drew: Legend of the Crystal Skull

Without a Voice

Escape Academy

One Night Stand

Nancy Drew: The Phantom of Venice

Janosik

Don't Escape Trilogy

Spirit Cleaning

Fatum Betula

Viridi

Sarawak

Baldur's Gate: Siege of Dragonspear

Riddles of the Past

Desolatium: Prologue

Apocalipsis

The Vagrant

Apocalipsis: One Night in the Woods

Hayami Chan

Ginkgo

Alba: A Wildlife Adventure

Memory Traces: Egypt

Wilful

Distraint

Baldur's Gate 3

Zombie Admin

The Lost Night

Inside

Kingdom Hearts 2 Final Mix (PS4)

The Painscreek Killings

Eiyuden Chronicle: Rising

One-Eyed Lee: Prologue

Nasty Little Man

Halo CE: Anniversary

Technoccult: Covenant

To be a Herpwitch

Seethe and Scab

Neverwinter Nights: Enhanced Edition: Main Campaign

Moons of Madness

Dragon's Crown Pro (PS4)

Paradise Killer

Amnesia: Rebirth

Dave the Diver

Zemblanity

Fighting Fantasy Classics: The Warlock of Firetop Mountain

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Abigail Shrier

Published: Dec 22, 2023

At age nine, Chloe Cole started early puberty. By age twelve, she was uncomfortable in her body; online influencers convinced her that she was in some sense really a boy. She came out to her parents as “transgender” and, not knowing what else to do, they took her to a therapist.

“They didn’t expect that by seeing a psychologist, I would just be funneled further and further into this pipeline,” Cole told a rapt audience at AmericaFest this week.

For Chloe, that pipeline meant puberty blockers at age 12 followed by cross-sex hormones. A medically unnecessary double mastectomy at age 15. By 16, she was filled with regret.

It’s easy to see this as one more ghastly entry in the macabre chronicles of gender medicine: incompetent therapists and unethical doctors deconstructing young girls’ bodies for reasons that seem alternately depraved, mendacious and confused.

But if you take a step back from the case of the detransitioners—young women shepherded into medical transitions they later came to regret—another image emerges. Not merely of therapists’ “affirming” teens’ transgender identity, specifically. But one more instance in which the Bad Feelings experts made adolescents’ bad feelings worse.

“[My parents] didn’t expect that by seeing a psychologist, I would just be funneled further and further into this pipeline,” Cole said.

Like a lot of teen girls who suddenly adopt a transgender identity, Cole’s mental health treatment preceded her gender confusion. She had been medicated for ADHD starting at age nine or ten—given escalating levels of stimulants that made her feel lousy and disconnected from her body and didn’t seem to help. She now believes ADHD was a misdiagnosis.

“In general, this model of making everything a condition—if a child is different in any way, if they’re not focusing in school, if they’re a little bouncy in class and they won’t sit in their seat—it takes the responsibility off of the adults to say, ‘Okay, let’s just medicate them. That’ll fix the problem,’” Cole told me.

Writing my last book, Irreversible Damage, involved extensive interviews with many detransitioners and American families in general.  In the course of my research, I became aware of three things: First, that unprecedented numbers of American kids were undergoing therapy or on psychiatric medication. Second, that therapists’ diagnoses were often altering adolescents’ self-understanding. And, third, that large numbers of parents had become profoundly dependent on therapists to guide their parenting and “fix” their kids.

It wasn’t only ideologically-motivated “gender therapists” who were making mischief, reifying the idea in adolescents’ minds that they were really, truly transgender. Ordinary, well-meaning therapists were doing the same, not primarily for ideological reasons. Sometimes the therapists were simply following the guidance of their accrediting organizations. But just as often, affirming the adolescent – in place of treating her – was simply par for the course. That was simply what the therapeutic relationship with the teen patient had become.

Sure, I’ll call you ‘Sebastian.’ I can see why you feel Mom’s taking away your smartphone was emotionally abusive. Losing a beloved cat can be devastating; let’s talk about coping with your grief for the next few sessions. It sounds like having to move after seventh grade was traumatic.

This model of making everything a condition—if a child is different in any way, if they’re not focusing in school … it takes the responsibility off of the adults to say, ‘Okay, let’s just medicate them, ’ Cole said.

When faced with a surly teen who isn’t yours, one you must somehow keep engaged for a potentially interminable 50-minute hour, and for whose mistakes you bear no direct emotional consequences—it’s just so easy to validate their perspective. Her mother’s decision to take away the smartphone, her pet’s death, her parents’ move—how did they make you feel? Let’s talk about your pain, every week, for years.

The rising generation is swimming in therapy. Forty two percent of Gen Z—those born between 1995 and 2012—has been in therapy (more than any other generation). Forty two percent has a mental health diagnosis. One recent survey indicates the extent of diagnosis may even be more dramatic: 60 percent of those between the ages of 18 and 26 may have been diagnosed with an anxiety disorder.

Perhaps most alarming, by 2016—long before the Covid lockdowns and well before American kids aged 2 to 8 were even on social media—almost 20% of these little ones had a diagnosed mental, behavioral, or developmental disorder.

They are receiving unprecedented levels of mental health treatment. Curiously, they also seem to be getting worse.

For well over a decade, teachers and school counselors have assumed the mandate (and curricula, and use of instructional time) to play shrink indiscriminately with kids, often styled as “Social Emotional Learning.” Parents stopped trusting their own judgment and family traditions regarding childrearing, instead relying on shrinks to guide their parenting. And we all allowed our kids’ (largely normal) bad feelings to be pathologized by the those in the bad-feelings business.

Gen Z is receiving unprecedented levels of mental health treatment. They seem only to be getting worse.

Harrison Ford made this point nicely in an interview with the Hollywood Reporter, in February of last year. A reporter had said to Ford, “Your fans online have done some armchair diagnosis, looking at things you’ve said about being shy in social situations and some of your talk show appearances. Some assume you’ve wrestled with social anxiety disorder. Are they onto something?”

“Shit,” he said. “That sounds like something a psychiatrist would say, not a casual observer.”

For the rising generation, the language of psychopathology provides the lens with which they understand themselves and each other. Where my generation would “self-diagnose” with laziness or procrastination, the rising generation might see complex post-traumatic stress disorder or ADHD.

But while laziness can be obliterated by a change of attitude and habits, a mental health diagnosis demands treatment or accommodation. Trying to lift yourself out seems futile. And so, unsurprisingly, the generation lavishly labeled with mental health diagnoses also has the least faith in its ability to meet even routine challenges or turn their lives around.

“No. I don’t have a social anxiety disorder,” Harrison Ford told the reporter. “I have an abhorrence of boring situations. I was shy when I first went onstage—I wasn’t shy, I was fucking terrified. My knees would shake so badly, you could see it from the back of the theater. But that’s not social anxiety. That’s being unfamiliar with the territory. I was able to talk myself through that and then enjoy the experience of being onstage and telling a story with collaborators.”

“No. I don’t have a social anxiety disorder,” Harrison Ford told the reporter. “I have an abhorrence of boring situations. I was shy when I first went onstage. But that’s not social anxiety.”

A case of the fantods. To overcome those, Harrison Ford didn’t require an expert or a prescription. He needed only to summon the guts.

Imagine if he’d been born in 2012 instead of 1942.  

==

You don't have a "gender," you have a personality.

You don't have a disorder, you've just never been told, "no."

This issue isn't exclusive to professional therapists. Tumblr and Twitter are filled with assholes who defend their assholery with self-diagnosed autism or "trauma." They're under the misconception that if they claim it's some kind of disorder, rather than them just being a colossal asshole, you can't complain, and they can do what they want. This also explains the multitude of "genders."

[get-prompted]

Not A Prompt;

I have some book recommendations!!! I don’t get time to read much, so it’s very short, but I have a few that I love to bits!

- The Travelling Cat Chronicles; When I heard they made a movie I was ecstatic! Nothing beats the book though. It’s from the perspective of a cat! It’s adorable and can get pretty emotional (I cried). I love it.

- The Deathless Girls; Lesbians! Has some extreme mature content though. Very sad. Sometimes you just kinda want that stuff though, you know? I honestly kinda hated it when I first read the ending because owch, but imo I think it’s good to sometimes find a book where the ending isn’t all flowery. Also, vampires.

- Nowhere on Earth; Great story. Great characters. Absolutely one of my FAVOURITE books! Only trigger warnings I can really think of is asshole jock guys being asshole jock guys, but it’s definitely a good read. Very memorable.

- Between Us; One of those books I got forced to read in school yet somehow managed to like. It’s based in Australian, so probably a bit far from most people, but it’s about the struggles of refugees. It’s really good! The author did a lot of research on immigration and mental health to make sure the story was accurate, and the characters are very real. Trigger warnings for violence, PTSD, religious abuse, and I can’t remember too many others; in general just mature content. If you like exploring complex characters this is a great book imo

- Finding Audrey; About a girl with social anxiety learning to grow past her trauma, with the help of her new crush. Very nice, it does have a very heavy scene about mental health; well actually the entire thing is very mental health focused, but that’s why I like it so much. I feel like the issues were pretty well handled, especially in later scenes. Maybe a bitttt too much “manic pixie dream boy” but I don’t have much experience with that kind of thing so maybe it’s a nitpick? Pretty good imo!

That’s all for now. Let me know if you end up reading them!!!

[chroniclesofaveganbodybuilder]

chronicles of a vegan bodybuilder (31/90)

'u could have a trophy, i no longer need those'

~ Doja Cat, "Wet Vagina"

All i wanted on this health journey for the last half decade was to ride my bike to my grandad's again. Yesterday i inherited his bike & had the hardest ride of my life on the way back home.

Comparing my cheat day yesterday with today, i burned 250 calories during my 35 min bike ride yesterday and 175 during my 25 min one today. Because i doordashed non-plant based food my calories consumed came to [redacted] yesterday.

Today it was [redacted]... even with less exercise i had a much healthier day.

Today's Goal: Half hour of cardio everyday

Today's Question: How can i make my sperm healthier?

[shadikaofdune]

Fandoms, Ships, Kinks, Tags, Etc.

I haven't been tagging stuff much lately so there's a lot that won't be linked here necessarily, but I do always tag kink-related stuff so that people can avoid it if wanted! Bones And All (Maren/Lee) Dune (Atreidaho, Gurney/Paul, Paul/Stilgar, and the nasty ones: Jessica/Paul, Paul/Alia) Star Wars (Obikin, Anidala, Obianidala) Magic: The Gathering (Zeleren, Ribbon Lightning, Gruulfriends) Puella Magi Madoka Magica (HomuMado) Vampire Chronicles (Armand/Louis, Lestat/Nicki) Greek Mythology (Patrochilles) Alexander The Great (Alexander/Hephaestion) House MD (Hilson) Digimon (Kensuke) Doctor Who Terry Pratchett / Good Omens Red Dwarf Pokemon Dragon Ball Z Skyrim Omorashi - yep, there’s piss here. 😊 Positivity / Mental Health / Self-Care 🏋🏻‍♀️Fitness 🧴Skincare 🛌Sleep 🍼Age Regression 🍯Honeycore 🧼Cleancore ✨Stims PSAs Social Justice 😂Funny 🐈Cats 🐕Dogs 🐇Rabbits 🏳️‍🌈LGBT+ ⛤Pagan 🥘Food 🖼️Paintings 🌸Kawaii / Pink / Pastel 👭Shoujo-Ai Anime Girls Moodboards Architecture

[marlowe1-blog]

Book Review: Lost Souls by Poppy Z Brite

Still the most disturbing vampire novel

Recently Billy Martin, aka Poppy Z Brite, announced that he was back to writing. He sold a short story to a friend's anthology and he was writing another one. This was met with a great deal of excitement. For Generation X, Billy was the greatest. Then a few days later, dispirited and depressed, Billy wrote on his Patreon that he was no longer writing. He wrote a story for another editor and that editor rejected the story.

On Facebook, the outpouring of love and support for Billy was amazing. Billy has been through a lot and around Hurricane Katrina, he gave up on writing. HIs restaurant books were not selling and his publisher was demanding more horror. He was depressed from a great deal including gender dysmorphia (he still presented as female at the time) and eating disorders.

The support was either "We REALLY want to see you writing again, because you inspired us" or "take care of your mental health first".

Writing is a tough gig. It's hard to make money at it. It's hard to believe in yourself. It's almost impossible to sustain that belief over the years. The doubts set in. The rejections pile up. The occasional acceptance can feel false. Like ok, this editor is saying that my story is great and wants to pay me money. What's wrong with them? Most writers build up calluses, stop putting their self-worth in the next acceptance, struggle with the feelings that they suck. We read old stories that we thought brilliant and wince with embarrassment, but also take pride in how far we've come.

Billy didn't benefit from these experiences. He was an overnight sensation. Yes, he wrote a lot of garbage as a teenager like we all do and he had some disappointments and rejections, but he sold his stories to a zine when he was young and then when there were enough stories, got a collection published. Harlan Ellison read those stories and got very excited. So did Dan Simmons.

Then came Lost Souls. Billy was in his early 20s when he wrote this book. Most writers are writing trunk stories and embarrassing manuscripts at that time. Billy wrote the nastiest vampire book of its time, inspiring horror writers - especially splatterpunk and extreme horror writers - ever since.

Unfortunately for modern readers who might love to see anything new from Billy, Billy had to deal with all the self-doubt and struggles afterwards. On Livejournal, I criticized a media tie-in book he wrote for the Crow series and he was pissed. We both apologized for the incident (or at very least the nasty feelings from the incident) years later and we're friends now - well online friends - but it was very confusing at the time.

I was a nobody. I mean I'm still a nobody with a few books published through Dybbuk Press and some stories in anthologies. But back then I was even more of a nobody. I had maybe Teddy Bear Cannibal Massacre published and as far as my stories were concerned, I had sold a few of them and made maybe $20 total. That's $20 spread out over 4-5 markets.

So why was anything I said getting under the skin of the guy who wrote Lost Souls?

T-Nightingale at Devientart

When I revise this for Substack, the above is going to be seriously edited down.

Anyhow, Lost Souls came at a strange time. Anne Rice had written two amazing vampire books, one pretty good vampire book that got real dumb in the last third (Seriously Queen of the Damned has a woman thousands of years old deciding to create world peace by killing all the men? REALLY? That bullshit wouldn't fly in an Introduction to Women's Studies class). Francis Ford Coppola turned Dracula into a comedy. Vampires were more popular than ever, but defanged.

When Molochi, Twig and Zillah come to the French Quarter looking for absinthe and fucks they are fucking intense. Christian, the bartender and the one vampire that might walk through an Anne Rice novel, doesn't like these vampires, but they are fellow vampires. What are you going to do.

Within a few pages, the vampires are revealing their identity to a vampire groupy and Zillah is fucking her in the backroom. Mardis Gras is over and that girl is doomed.

Because in the world of Poppy Z Brite, vampires aren't made by other vampires. You don't become a vampire by drinking vampire blood. You don't kiss your new master and then sink your teeth into his new cut. No. Vampires are born.

Vampires are born by eating their way out of their mothers.

Later on Christian fucks a goth boy who wants to become a vampire. Christian drains him and feels bad about it, but it's not Christian's fault if the normies don't understand vampires.

This scene sets the tone for a book that has zero chill. Nothing, the sad goth boy (and vampire who doesn't realize that he's a vampire) would be a parody of teen angst in another book. Then there's Steve and Ghost, semi-adult band members who have a tangled history and a lot of heartbreak between them. They run the band that gives the book its name but they are also messy characters. Steve is borderline abusive to his girlfriend while Ghost protects Steve.

They are the nicest characters

Nothing is a big fan.

An aside: the writing style is fucking poetry. Seriously check this out

The, last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the usual bland Maryland climate. COLD, thought the boy; his mind felt numb. The trees he could see through his bedroom window were tall charcoal sticks, shivering, afraid of the wind or only trying to stand against it. Every tree was alone out there. The animals were alone, each in its hole, its thin fur, and anything that got hit on the road tonight would die alone. Before morning, he thought, its blood would freeze in the cracks of the asphalt.

That was later an issue with Billy's writing as Billy did not like editors telling him to change his sentences.

Ok. More tomorrow. I need to actually talk about the book itself past the prologue, but I also have a paper to finish (800 more words to go) and I need to wake up early tomorrow for jury duty.

Fuck Jury Duty.

[fujihime-litg]

Thanks for tagging me @jamals-wifey @elliesmith33

JOY LIST

My Sister, Mom, Step-dad, and Dad My Cat Playing Visual Novels(Our Life, College Craze, etc) Reading Interactive Fictions (Wayhaven Chronicles, Fallen Hero etc) Romance Club and LITG Movies (Hollywood, Bollywood, Korean, Japanese etc) Good Health Eating out with my sister or friends in a good restaurant Green Tea / Matcha Going to white sand beaches with sky blue sparkly water

tagging: @sophie9608 @kunepie @squishy-noodles @brasister - I'm not sure who else but I think most people here have already done this or tagged.

[josephthesnailshow]

Sammy's Secret (Sequel to Sammy the Cat)

~~~

Days turned into weeks after the discovery of the disturbing "Sammy the Cat" DVDs. The unsettling events and nightmares continued to haunt my thoughts. I decided to go deeper into the mystery, determined to uncover the truth behind this haunting show.

I have contacted the local police department again to inquire about any updates on their investigation into the second DVD I've reported. They informed me afterward that the man responsible for the show's disturbing content had been identified as Richard Turner, an actor who had struggled with severe mental health issues.

Intrigued and horrified by this disclosure, I decided to visit Richard Turner in prison. I wanted answers. As I entered the cold, dimly lit prison visiting room, I was met with a crooked and untidy man in a prison uniform. It was Richard Turner, the man who had portrayed Sammy the Cat.

He looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and madness. I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for him, despite the gruesome scenes I had witnessed in his show.

"Richard," I began cautiously, "I need to understand what happened with 'Sammy the Cat.' Why did you create such a disturbing show?"

Richard hesitated, his gaze fixed on the table. "It was my descent into madness," he mumbled, his voice trembling. "I was plagued by my demons, and I thought creating this show would somehow help me cope."

"But why the violence? The nightmares it caused?" I said.

Tears welled up in Richard's eyes as he recounted his troubled past. "I lost everything—my career, my family. I became consumed by my own darkness. I thought that by creating something so horrifying, I could share my pain with the world. It was my cry for help, albeit a twisted one."

I left the prison with a heavy heart, struggling to comprehend the depths of Richard's torment. It was a chilling reminder of the power of mental illness and the damaging impact it could have on a person's life.

Still, the mystery surrounding the second DVD remained. Why had it shown a seemingly different side of Richard, one that hinted at remorse and regret?

Determined to find answers, I revisited my great-aunt's estate, sifting through her belongings once more. Hidden among her possessions, she stumbled upon a diary that belonged to her. In it, she chronicled her experiences as a nurse at a psychiatric facility, including her interactions with a troubled patient named Richard Turner.

The diary entries revealed that my great-aunt had developed a deep connection with Richard, attempting to help him overcome his mental health struggles. She believed in his potential for recovery, even though others had given up on him.

As I pieced together the puzzle, it became clear that Richard had a complex history with my great-aunt. Her unwavering support and compassion had made a significant impact on his life, and he had dedicated the disturbing "Sammy the Cat" show to her memory.

The revelation left me with mixed emotions. While the show's horrors couldn't be excused, it was a stark reminder of the profound impact one person's kindness and understanding could have on another, even in the darkest of times.

I decided to preserve the story, not as a tale of terror but as a cautionary tale about the importance of mental health awareness and the potential for redemption, even in the most disturbing of circumstances.

After talking to Mr. Turner and sifting through my great-aunt's belongings, I realized that the police department was searching the house, and they found something unexplainable. It turns out he was living inside the walls the whole time before the police found him, and during that, they also found blood stains from the victims he killed. They already collected what he used in the show: his Sammy costume and the long-barreled shotgun. They decided to put the shotgun in a bag. They hired strong men to grab the costume and lock it away somewhere.

One of his friends was Jack Kennedy. How do I know him? I was searching more about Richard, and I found his name, so I clicked it to find more information; he was one of the people who knew Richard Turner at the facility where my great-aunt met Richard Turner, though the guy was less insane than he was. Jack Kennedy is a traumatized but intelligent man who suffered from child abuse. He later found the Sammy costume and saved it for family-friendly entertainment purposes, though he made it less low-budget in order to make it less creepy.

Now, before I end this, I have nothing else to say to anyone who reads this. Richard may not return to the public, but I assure you that I hope, and I'm being serious here, that despite him being a terrible person as seen in the previous tapes I watched, he does seem like he has remorse and regret for his actions, and I'm assuming that he's being truthful about it. Anyone can change if they put in the effort.

I'm glad I tried to end this on a little happier note, but I don't know yet, and luckily, I'm feeling a bit better after this situation.