steph …

hi!
          
          i’ve been gone for a while, but i’ve decided to move accounts and start writing again.
          
          i’ve been in a major slump ever since my freshman year started, and i’m starting to get a grasp on things that i want to do, and writing is one of those things :)
          
          i’m going to rewrite all three of my stories and publish them on the account @prodby-wookjin , where i’ll be moving to permanently.
          
          thank you to the few people who stuck around for my work, it means a lot to me <3 i hope to see you in my newer works as well :)

y’all please help I read a really good yeonbin story but I can’t remember the title ;-;
          
          it’s like,,,, soobin was sold to yeonjun (or kidnapped? I don’t remember) and he’s out in this red room and some creepy shit happens in the room and he finds a phone and this other person in the mansion texts him on it but yeonjun finds out and kills the other person,,,, and a bunch of shit happens and we find out that yeonjun isn’t real or smth and Soobin gets rescued and he starts going to therapy bc he’s traumatized, and then YEONJUN IS THE THERAPIST? but he doesn’t know what Soobin is talking about when he confronts him. But Soobin insists that they go back to the mansion and then Yeonjun remembers everything,,,, and the house does more creepy magic shit and tries to keep yeonjun in the house and kill Soobin or wtv,,,, 
          
          IDK BUT I REALLY ENJOYED IT AND NOW I CANT FIND IT SEND HELP

I have to be awake in less than 5 hours for the first day of band camp. I’m fucked. 

I just read a 20 something chapter markhyuck fic and then it hasn't updated since 2019... I'm going to kill myself 

I don’t know who the fuck I am anymore. What even is my name? What’s my sexuality? Do I even really like girls? Do I even like boys? What the fuck is my gender identity? 
          
          Why couldn’t I have been normal? Just be happy with who I am, who I’m around, my relationship? 
          
          Why am I self sabotaging every good thing that’s happened to me? 
          
          Why don’t I just at least know who I am? Why the fuck can’t I at the very least know that?
          
          I’m fucking done. Everything about me is meaningless. 

*crawls into the corner and dies*

hey ! bmf ? ><

i want pizza rolls :( 

guys I’m convinced that I’m chronically bitchless 

I’m like *this* close to convincing my dad that I need a gaming setup.
          
          (he’s a gamer himself and would probably even want a setup of his own lmao)