Feed it to the wolves
Just for once it would be nice if something didn't go tits up at the last second.
My dad downloaded by accident some kind of hardrive killing virus. So guess fucking what. Everything except my photos, gone. Everything, yes including my merlin_the_elf fic, all 2000 words gone. I have a piece of fanart, but it's really shit and completely unrelated to the prompts but that's all they're going to get because I cannot be fucking bothered, I really can't. I don't know why I even tried in the end I knew I'd either pull out or it would get so fucked up in the end. And I really really want to cry because for once it's not my fault and that's even worse because it's still my responsibility.
So I am so so sorry to the person who gets my sketch, but I'm tired, I'm sick, I'm caked in paint because my parents are incapable of painting a door in the right colour but more than capable of blaming me when it happens and I just cannot be fucked anymore.
My dad downloaded by accident some kind of hardrive killing virus. So guess fucking what. Everything except my photos, gone. Everything, yes including my merlin_the_elf fic, all 2000 words gone. I have a piece of fanart, but it's really shit and completely unrelated to the prompts but that's all they're going to get because I cannot be fucking bothered, I really can't. I don't know why I even tried in the end I knew I'd either pull out or it would get so fucked up in the end. And I really really want to cry because for once it's not my fault and that's even worse because it's still my responsibility.
So I am so so sorry to the person who gets my sketch, but I'm tired, I'm sick, I'm caked in paint because my parents are incapable of painting a door in the right colour but more than capable of blaming me when it happens and I just cannot be fucked anymore.