we weren't important.
On the one hand, I want to try to go, "dear livejournal" and talk my feelings out because I just have a lot of them and like 95% of them are fairly awful at the moment.
On the other hand, it's almost five AM and my current emotional state is, "somewhere between Scott McCall in Motel California and NBC Hannibal's Will Graham on any given day period, and if I start sleepwalking through the woods, I'm just going to give up everything" and all I can really think of to say is, "what is emotional stability, we just don't know."
So… I guess the salient point is that I'm taking a tumblr hiatus until probably next Tuesday-ish to just. read and do schoolwork and write and very specifically, I have to work on my rarepair exchange fic and work on an angsty as fuck Scott/Stiles college AU fic that I need to get written not because it's due for anything but because of that obnoxious burning feeling of like, "if I don't write the thing, I'm going to die probably."
On the other hand, it's almost five AM and my current emotional state is, "somewhere between Scott McCall in Motel California and NBC Hannibal's Will Graham on any given day period, and if I start sleepwalking through the woods, I'm just going to give up everything" and all I can really think of to say is, "what is emotional stability, we just don't know."
So… I guess the salient point is that I'm taking a tumblr hiatus until probably next Tuesday-ish to just. read and do schoolwork and write and very specifically, I have to work on my rarepair exchange fic and work on an angsty as fuck Scott/Stiles college AU fic that I need to get written not because it's due for anything but because of that obnoxious burning feeling of like, "if I don't write the thing, I'm going to die probably."