#till I become a published author and add sunglasses for the dramatics bc I’d hope my face wouldn’t be known even then lol

[thevampirearchive]

I made a comment about how the universe is truly on my side, keeping me away from everybody I’ve ever known in this small-big city, and my roommate said it’s because I go to work and stay at home, playing sims & reading. So, it’s not the universe, it’s me :) good. But honestly, if she knew my social life was more lively then that she’d be impressed. But then again, it’s probably not that lively to most. Sims and reading are what take up most of my time, but I also know I’m not going to find any of the people from middle or Highschool at the anime & manga stores, or the horror stores, or at the last showings at the cinema to watch newly released horror movies, or writing novels alongside me at quiet intimate vegan cafes, or at African-art galleries on random Tuesdays, or at a pottery decoration studio painting black goth fairies, or at the health store getting essential oils for homemade perfumes, or at the corner flower shops picking up whatever flows that look like they’d grow in cemeteries, or at the sci fi section of bookstores, or at build a bear getting new outfits for my teddies, or at the library trying to find books by black female authors, or in the men’s band-t section of the dank thriftstores, or at Kpop concert queue’s, or at the public pool sauna. I’m all over this city and somehow seem to not have spotted a soul I know, and when I do, I have to be reminded of where I know them from or they do the polite thing and veer. I’m like an anti-magnet and I couldn’t be happier about it.