Dark_creativity

Journalism internships will require you to work full time, know ap style, have previous bylines, speak fluent spanish and know how to code but STILL won't pay you a dime for your work.

I'm formatting my new DMs for RP requests like emails.

Yesterday, during a debate with my significant other, I learned that the plural of 'moose' is not 'meese' and the world got just a little less magical.

Ah yes, the poor college kid life: fixing your hand-me-down computer with scotch tape from the front desk of your dormitory.

Pretty sure I've told everyone, but just in case: I've moved into Uni, so my schedule is probably gonna be booked and responses will probably be less frequent.

I get such a rush when i open my bank account and find that they've given me 5 cents of interest :'>

I will find one of these for sale. And when I do, I will blow my money on it.

You know, it really doesn't matter if you give me a faceclaim for your OC. If you have a character in your PFP, they will automatically be your character in my mind. Doesn't matter if they're not the same gender, species, or they look like some abstract art. I'm sorry this is just how I work.

As a writer, even I don't have the words to describe how badly I want some asparagus. If I saw someone with some, I would absolutely beat ass for it. Every fiber of my being is yearning for fucking asparagus. Last week I devoured an entire package in one sitting without blinking an eye. I am seriously debating spending 30 dollars to uber to the store, buy the shit, and come back. Worse of all is I don't even want it seasoned. I just want it steamed and down my throat as fast as fucking possible.

Published my first article today :>

Guess who doesn't have to work this weekend? Helll yeah.

Not me bumping a roleplay that hasn't been responded to in five months

Even new MFs know how to BBC code? Oh my god

I have similarities with my OCs. Not in a Mary Sue way, but in a trauma bonded, romanticized, author that never writes, melodramatic sort of way.

Something that creeps me out enough to keep me up at night: The nutty putty caving incident. There are some things in life that give you the fucking willies. I'd rather engulf myself in hairless spiders than even go near a cave because of that single incident.

controversial, but true, opinion: We all have one character who is a fucking girlboss.

I did it guys, i found one (1) functioning adult.

OH MAN! I look back at my old roleplays and cringe from how BAD i was at writing. I'm so glad I've grown as a writer O.O

I just found out how to change the second little image thingy! But now i have no idea what to make it o.o.

it is my birthday :3

You know before, it was like, "Oh yes, let's have a modern setting" But now it's like, "Let's have a modern setting. But not, you know, including the current events of the time". :-;.

Miss the days when i had 10 active roleplays at once x.x baby me held partners really well.

You ever get so burnt out on writing essays for finals that words don't even connect in your brain? You just read them and they have no meaning?

When you make playlists for your roleplay partners, it's all fun and games until the roleplay f u c k i n g dies and then whenever you open youtube you think about it and go :<

People who roleplay on google docs scare the absolute shit out of me.