Mental crisis

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So apparently this whole ‘being sold to pay off a debt’ thing is a trope (not quite a full-on genre, but a very juicy dark romance trope) that’s been floating around everywhere, and honestly? I’ve never read one myself… but I’ve been curious.  The set-up just screams 'dark romance playground,' and since I’m a proud slave to dark romance, why not dive right in?
          
          And listen-- this one’s gonna be a Bang Chan fanfic. Because, let’s be real, I only have two Chan fics?? That’s borderline disrespectful to him and to me. Also, don’t even try to argue with me-- Chan radiates pure mafia boss energy. (If you disagree, go fight a brick wall, I said what I said.)
          
          So buckle up, because I’m about to throw him straight into the dark, dangerous, debt-collecting, obsession-fueled mess he was born for.

Victoria. I have officially fallen in love -- with a t-shirt.

New chapter alert: FIGHT CLUB :)

DID YOU SEE THE CEREMONY TEASEE???????

ugh is it just me or do you guys hate learning french?
          
          i fell asleep conjugating verbs

I wanted to rewrite a scene from my earlier writings on this account-- just to see how it would’ve felt if my current self had written it. So I went back and read chapter fifteen of Sunshine (because it’s my sister’s favorite), and… I realized something.
          
          Yes, I write better now. I’ve found Google Docs, Grammarly, and other editing tools that help me make my writing the best it can be-- and I love it. God, I do. But… I think I miss my old writing.
          
          Back then, it felt like it had more emotion. Like my heart was closer to the page. I can’t quite explain it, and maybe I never will-- but the ache of missing it is real, and it’s sitting heavy right now.
          

kay so this is a little random but basically, on my bio/stats I have a section for people I love and appreciate and who I consider my friends on here, and I wanted to add you on there, cause, well, I love and appreciate you and I count you as a friend of mine. I just wanted to double check if it was okay for me to add you on there, though? I won’t if you aren’t comfortable with it<3

alright so imma tell you something weird that happened. a dream of mine with you(?) in it ?..
          
          basically australia was on fire and we lived in australia, my family and you (you lit were living by urself with like no family no nothing) and we had to escape australia but for some reason you were SO STUBBORN? [by the way, you had the face-claim of my mum’s 15-year-old step sister] anyway you really would not let me and my family help you escape Australia so I had to really convince you to come with us and finally you did but bro you kept tryna run away like tf u running away to, the FIRE? 
          
          yeah anyway then for some reason we started playing squid game and me, you, and my family got to the last round then my aunty fucked it up for us and we died. not irl though, we had a roblox death and…didn’t die? idk.
          
          im having some weird dreams lately.

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