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I suddenly decided that I wanted to listen to Almost Here on repeat. XD brings back memories of first listening to this album, which is surprising because I had no idea it had been so long and things had changed so much since. my brain has also decided that lots and lots of angsty bill/tom fic needs to be written like um. now. (the lyrics, you guys. the lyrics, they're fucking begging for it.) which is really not working out with me, because I have millions of other things I want to write (like spencer/jon! omg, the spencer/jon.) and tons of school work, and cleaning my room yet again, and making time for my friends, and jfkldsjfl. ugh. I hate my brain, fr srs. speaking of, I also hate my stomach. because it has no idea wtf it's doing. I feel super hungry all the time, and then when I try to eat it's all like "um no wtf are you doing you're not hungry." so I end up barely eating at all. D: I also hate how I just had an awesome idea for this adorable spencer/jon and my brain is all like "YAY OMG let's write this -- oh god, wait. I have to sleep. now. FUCK FIC." D: HATEHATEHATE.
that is all.
that is all.