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early mornings are the devil, writers block is the devil, sunny days are the devil, research essays are the devil. all i want to do is work on trying to write better poetry and create a thousand characters i can't fit into my stories. and eat doughnuts and drink chai lattes and stay up past midnight listening to coldplay and trying to pretend i'm allen ginsberg (minus the love for a destructive tornado of a person). please help me procrastinate (◡‿◡✿)
➡ application | # wandered astray | 20, junior, KAO
➡ creative writing major, works part-time at a day care
• gentle little old man soul c: daydreaming space case
• please don't make him go outside, he's a vampire
• gigantic marshmallow pushover pillow
• he'll only be (kind of maybe a little bit) mean to you if you're friends
• if he loves you, he'll write about you c: