said the guy who literally doesnt stop thinking of him mind you

this is partially about steve but mostly about being thought of

it's only settling in now bc i was occupied the entire day between lunch plans, errands, sxsg, and hedgehog yaoi lmao

i dont have any words for it bc i never do but it's crazy to me how big of a role it plays in my identity.... like it's just as important to me as being nonbinary and lesbian. to think that i was so afraid to even consider it two years ago

cant have anything smh i put a chair together and it's immediately followed by melancholy

this wip has already escaped me. im following the dopamine and if it fizzes out im gonna go back to what the initial plan was and hit post or so help me

WE ARE SO UNBELIEVABLY BACKKKKKKKKK

okay this is an exaggeration but the point stands that it's ridiculous smh

i fucking hate that word but i digress. god forbid i wanna read a long fic