Hi Hi Y’all…
Yea, I have been sick lately. The worst cold EVER. My voice has been up and down and my ability to function seems to fluctuate. BUT, I have pushed through to use all my energy to finish some content.
So, here we go with the updated Fan Fiction:
American Horror Story
Maou-sama no Machizukuri! ~Saikyou no Danjon wa Kindai Toshi~
That’s all for now. I promise to try and return to the outside world as soon as possible.
Oh, actually, also I made a practice bullet journal. People seem to really say it helps with organization so let’s make a practice one to see if it helps…
P.S, does anyone know how to add previous/next page options on here?
Sing Me A Love Song – 1/2 Prince
Hi Hi Y’all!
Just in case you do stop by and noticed my absentee behavior I wanted to fill you in. I got super sick my last week in China. Right after I got home an important family member died, which resulted in a funeral in New York and the traditional 7 days of Shiva. After the funeral I had to be hospitalized and than my phone got taken away. My mom forgets I’m 22 and pay my own bills sometimes.
Anyways, I AM BACK. Been making money moves. And have a lot in store for you! Tune in this week for updates, changes and surprises.
I love y’all crazy fellows,
Bodak Yellow – Cardi B
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Day #2 : Harry Potter
That’s right y’all! Due to a request to add Albus/Scorpius Fan Fiction to my site I went ahead and bust out two intro chapters to a new Harry Potter Fan Fiction series. Normally… When it comes to Harry Potter, I only wanted posted the prologue for my RP with a friend. I guess now I have to add the RP to the site, so I can have two fleshed out stories?
Well then, enjoy ~
Draco & Harry // Albus & Scorpius
Maybe yesterday didn’t hurt the most. Maybe this morning even didn’t. Maybe it’s just a dull constant that becomes more sharp in moments. I remember the resentment and hurt I harbor. In any case… this morning hurt.
I never wanted wanted to tell my grandparents – No. That’s a lie. A part of me always did, but was scared of the reaction. I never could handle failure very well. But more than that I can’t handle the reaction to it.
But I had to tell them, my grandparents, that I formed an L.L.C. this time. Because the address I used is their address. All the documents I need will be going to T-H-E-I-R house. And the reaction to it was to be expected – disinterest to questioning why I’d waste the money I had earned from working. And even if I could explain to them that they were over dropping me to work early so I could pick up more hours to fund what I love it wouldn’t matter to them. Because when you are smart the standard they have of what is actually an accomplishment changes.
Yet, still it stings. I never wanted their flattery or attention. I just wanted the understanding of people who raised me that when I dust myself off and try that’s not a failure. Life doesn’t go from bad to great and just stay there. It’s a process and a journey. And if they don’t want to be a guide then at least make me remember I can lead myself.
Trying. Picking yourself up slowly. It isn’t a failure Mamma & Dad. It’s not a waste of money.
I am serious about my own journey. I can make a life out of what I love. So this L.L.C. will fill me with pride. I need to believe in my own strength.
The pain you gave me will hurt enough for a lifetime, but not trying will hurt me even more,
Down With Sickness – Disturbed
Because of You – Kelly Clarkson
I’m finding it so hard to stay motivated and do what I got to do to build myself up as a trying to be an adult person that makes what I love earn money lately. There’s just so much going on :
- Healthcare forms/drug aid forms for both US/Canada
- Business Licensing
- Last Week of One Of My Day Jobs equaling picking up crazy hours of extra shifts
- The Holidays I’m missing and the frustration of my crazy family about it
- Sleep Problems
- Inability to still get all of heavily important medications
- The stress of returning to school with no close friends (the pains of adulthood) and a bunch of disappointed professors in me + OH YEAH MEMORY FOG ISSUES
- The exhaustion of Funcutional Training and the toll it has on my body
- The desire to find time to WRITE MY OWN SHIT
- The necessity to go last minute shopping for goods and clothes which I had hated even before I gained weight
- Still being in the very early stages of my recovery/adjustment of my auto-immune disease diagnosis
- Just generally being an awkward skeletal panda thingy mabob
- Balancing my Mental Health and my barely recognized depression and suicidal nature
I’m so tired y’all. I don’t even have the energy to pop on my new filter for my mic,
Sick and Tired – Anastacia