Ghostiee!

Nostalgia kills me. I fucking hate it. 
          
          Why must I be reminded of the good times, early 2023, residentials, concert, depression in a good way, that limited playlist of songs I adored, the feeling, that fucking feeling. Its been over a fucking year
          
          It’s been half a year since the year anniversary of the concert 
          …
          TIME PASSES TOO QUICKLY 
          LORD HELP ME
          WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?! 

Love that it’s been years

Christ I’m not doing too good

I FORGOT HOW TO UPDATE MY ABOUT SECTION NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

My ears smell of pussy and drunk guys are screaming for Alan like the fags they are 
          
          (I’m gay don’t cancel me)

anyone want to hear my poetry?
           
          The point of a blade digs in ever so neatly. 
          Slide. 
          And the thoughts drain out your open wound. 
          
          uhhhhh depression poetry 

looking through my oneshot book and it's definitely up to wattpad standard /neg

not me on my laptop at 00:18 on wattpad after not being on it for ages. also why isn't dark mode on and why is the laptop version shit?

Please tell me there’s better hazbin hotel fics now? I’ve taken an Ao3 break (I’ve only been on Ao3)

Hi dear! How are you doing?