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sockiestupidity · 11 days
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HOW DO I MAKE IT STOP
NO MATTER WHAT I DO MY PAGE IS STILL PLAGUED BY MHA😭
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sockiestupidity · 14 days
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I HATE THIS GDAMN APP I FREAKING CANT ANYMORE
I ACCIDENTALLY LIKED ONE MHA POST (lowkey unliked and blocked the person lmao) AND NOW IM GETTING MHA SM*T RECOMMENDED TO ME EVERYDAY I WANT TO CRY
no matter how many times i click "not interested" i keep on getting more and more recommended to me🥲
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sockiestupidity · 1 month
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im sorry for being so inactive but like...theres legit so many things going on in my life and im lowkey js trying to focus on staying alive (😝) im currently facing academic probation at school bc i have an F in religion and a D in english and if i dont get both of them up i wont be able to run for asb (WHICH MAKES ME SO MAD BC I RLLY WANTED TO RUN) and i wont be able to do cheer senior year (which would suck bc id miss my senior night) along with that i might be removed from my leader position in my club and i might get removed from a school program im apart of
my dad and i have a conference w/both of the teachers so hopefully we can find a way to get my grades up bc im so close to just like not doing this anymore
my dad is legit pissed too like hes so mad at me like i literally broke down crying bc of him today lol like i love him but im like too sensitive for this
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sockiestupidity · 4 months
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still thinking ab the miss piggy thing lmao like lowkey wanna write a miss piggy crackfic or smth
desc: miggy and reader bond over catholic guilt🤭
warnings: probs religious trauma, (possibly) bad spanish and bad writing, bad dialogue, ooc miguel (probs), panic attack, VERY SOFT MIGUEL LIKE ACTUALLY IM NOT EVEN OVER EXAGGERATING
VERBAL READER?????
you were roaming around spider society as usual, finding comfort in the unusual ambiance. as you walk to miguel's office to turn in your reports (lab?? room?? idk) you feel slightly off but are unsure as to why. as you enter the room you're met with miguel's back. you snap to get his attention.
he turns around "I've been expecting you for a while. Do you have the reports that I asked you for?" he looks at you expectantly, raising an eyebrow slightly.
you hand him the papers and watch as he sifts through the papers. he lets out a satisfactory hum "perfect." he pauses for a moment, setting the papers aside "are you free? i'd like to give you some pointers, your hands on combat is still sloppy" he explains.
your monotone expression changes to one of shock, surprised that miguel wanted to offer you training. you begin to rack your brain, you knew you were supposed to go somewhere, but you weren't sure where. all you knew was that something was wrong. you hesitantly nod, still having a slightly off feeling as you do so.
your brain makes a sudden realization, tuning out the world as you begin to panic somebody is trying to speak to you but it sounds muffled, as if you're underwater. you watch as the blurry figure approches you with worry.
"hey. look at me for a second" the voice speaks out. you dont respond as the figure attempts to console you. "Mírame por favor. Mírame" strong large hands grip your shoulders, attempting to bring you out of your daze.
"Escucha mi respiración" you hear calm breathing and attempt to match the steady breath. you let out a choked cry, feeling a pain in your chest, a tear rolls down your face "shh shh. Escúchame" your breathing begins to calm "that's right, you're doing so good" he praises you as your breathing starts to steady out.
you look up, eyes meeting his face "m-m sorry" you manage to get out. your lip trembles. you couldn't believe that this was happening infront of the man who was basically your boss.
you watch as his face softens, and he speaks once more "it's not your fault" he reassures you. you begin to walk away from him, ready to leave "wait" he pauses, grabbing your attention "do you-" he hesitates "do you want to talk about it?" he asks you.
you look at him in surprise. you take a shaky breath and nod. he pulls out a chair for you "go ahead, sit" he offers. you're still in shock, having never seen miguel act like this. you take the seat.
"go ahead, whenever you're ready. you can take your time if you'd like" his chair is turned to face yours.
you nod and take another breath. "so um. i dunno. i guess i just. i just freaked out thats all" you try to downplay the situation at hand. your voice is small, not used to talking to other people.
he frowns slightly "what..what led to that?" he asks you, wanting to get a better understanding.
you shrug in response "realized that i forgot that i was supposed to be somewhere today" you respond vaguely.
he gives you an expression that tells you that he knows you're not telling him the full story.
you let out a heavy sigh "um-i uh.. i was supposed to um attend church today and i..forgot" you admit.
his face contorts into a surprised expression "i didn't know you were catholic"
"i mean, not really. my parents were though" you look down at your feet "you know, it's kinda funny, theyre gone and i still feel guilty when i dont go"
he hums in understanding "i was raised catholic too" you perk up at his words "we're more similar than you may think" he smiles sadly "you're not bad for not going to church, okay? plenty of people have done worse. you shouldn't be attending out of fear, you should be attending if it's something you want to do and enjoy"
you hesitantly nod, still feeling terrible about the situation. you wipe away your stray tears.
he suddenly gets up "i wamt to show you something" you quirk your head in intrest "come on" he gestures for you to get up.
you nod and follow him. you find yourself in an elevator heading up. the both of you end up on the roof of the building.
"sometimes i come up here to have a bit of thinking time to myself" he explains as if he could sense your confusion"there's so many things ive done in my life that..i think god would be displeased with, and i often find myself thinking that maybe all of..the stuff that's happened in my life happened because of what i did. whenever i start thinking like that i come here" he looks into the skyline
"if you ever start feeling like that, i want you to come here, close your eyes, and take a deep breath" he speaks in a fatherly tone. you nod.
something about being in that space felt therapeutic to you, and you felt comforted by a sense of familiarity "thank you"
he looks at you softly "of course" you then bring him into a hug. his body stiffens for a moment but then embraces you in return. "you can talk to me if you're having these kinds of thoughts again, okay?" you nod and just let him embrace you. the both of you let go and just stare up at the sky in silence. you close your eyes and let yourself feel the wond brush against your skin.
A/N: not my best work but i had to get this idea out of my brain😮‍💨 anyways i rlly hate this qnd will probs delete later lol
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sockiestupidity · 4 months
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i have now become a call of duty genius😍😍😍(originally only got into this gdamn game bc all the characters r so fine fr) (i love pookifying my fave mass m*rderers🤭)
im so fr i might have CoD autism at this point (CoDtism if u will)
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sockiestupidity · 4 months
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random ahh questions i have about call of duty bc theyve been rotting in my brain
like im so confused bc ive seen gameplay where u kill other players but then theres also a story line???? and npcs (and ofc the whole thing with graves and stff)???? are there like... options??? or like are there different versions of the game?? bc i hear all this talk of the cod lobby and whatnot but i have yet to see it??? ive only seen like...the storyline version. is cod mobile the version where u play with other ppl????
i feel like watching cod gameplay (w/o commentary bc i havent found a good cod channel thats entertaining and funny) has sorta helped a bit but im still confused
none of this makes sense but thats bc my brain is just built diff😞
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sockiestupidity · 4 months
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untitled jessica drew fanfic <3
desc.:jess takes care of you (platonically obvs)
warnings: mommy issues🤗, not proofread, lowercase intended
(idgaf if none of this follow jessicas story line <3)
(idk what this is but i rlly just channeled in the inner mommy issues🧍)
when you show up at jessica's youre practically drenched, having walked in the rain for what felt like miles.
before you can even say anything she practically forces you in, and sits you down. she wraps you around in a towel and rushes to the kitchen.
she begins to make what you think is hot chocolate? you cant be too sure, still stuck in a daze. while she begins to simultaneously make you a nice warm meal, as well as some hot chocolate, her husband tries to question the situation, but she doesnt say anything, instead shoving her baby towards him to hold, which seems to shut him up.
she soon finishes her task and places the cup and plate on the small coffee table in front of you. she doesnt force you to interact in any way, allowing you time to process your feelings. she removes your towel and replaced it with a soft blanket, one you had all be too familiar with due to your frequent visits and stays at her house.
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sockiestupidity · 4 months
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Heyy I heard you needed more fluff so can you maybe write found family with Miguel and the reader calls him dad by accident
Or (because I recently came out as trans)
Can you write the reader coming out as trans to either the teens like gwen miles hobie and Pavitr or the adults like Jess Peter b and Miguel :)
(chose the first bc someone else requested smth similar)
warnings-READER SPEAKS???😨😨😨 MEANIE MIGUEL, THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE FLUFF BUT ACCIDENTALLY MADE IT ANGST BC IM HAVING ���PARENTAL ISSUES✨ (reader calls miguel dad but in a traumatized way🫰)
pls forgive my extremely bad writing ive been feeling extremely shitty (very bad mood swings and delusions🤘) and ive been rlly busy (school🥰) (also this whole thing is rlly bad)
it had been quite a hectic day for you as a spider-person. you had an exhausting day at school, as most of your classes had scheduled tests for the same day. but the choas didn't stop once you got home, as you had more studying, and on top of that you also had work later
suddenly, miguel texts you on your watch "need you for some missions" the text bluntly states
you sigh, changing into your suit quickly. after changing you open a portal and jump through it, you find this act very nauseating.
you land in hq, taking a moment to stabilize yourself before heading to miguels office (lab?)
you arrive, knocking to let him know of your presence, he turns to face you with a hardened expression, you could tell just by his face that he wasn't too pleased with whatever he called you for.
you look at him and grab your phone, typing something. "what did you need me for miguel? you messaged me just as i was about to get ready for work" the robot voice speaks from your phone.
he looks at you and scoffs "being a spider person is a big responsibility, if you cant handle it, i suggest you quit (yeesh)." you watch as his muscles start to tense, setting you off
you feel yourself starting to tear up, and suddenly speak up "i-i-im sorry dad i-i'll work " your lip trembles and you back away from him fearfully
his demeanor softens as he watches you begin to hyperventilate, he mutters a curse under his breath, not really knowing what to do.
he remembers you briefly mentioning your comfort items to gwen when the two of you were planning a sleepover. he quickly pulls up a portal, transporting him to your room. he grabs your stuffed animal and weighted blanket.
he transports himself back to hq, seeing you still stick in your dazed, panicked state. he drapes the blanket around you, and intructs you to breathe.
he patiently waits for you to come to your senses, once you have done so he looks at you with a soct expression, contrasting his previously hardened gaze, he speaks up "kid i- i didnt mean to yell at you like that. you wanna talk?"
A/N:I didnt finish the rest bc i gave up im srry it took so long pls forgive me😭 its severely unedited but idk i felt bad for like being non-existent lmao
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sockiestupidity · 5 months
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I HATE ACCIDENTALLY LIKING THINGS LIKE IT ALWAYS HAPPENS WHEN I SCROLL TOO FAST AND I ALWAYS JUST BLOCK THE PERSON JUST IN CASE THEYRE AN 18+ ACC BUT IT ACTUALLY MAKES ME WANNA KMS (i promise yall i respect boundaries but sometimes i just accidently like things without looking at them)
(i had to announce this bc i accidentally liked an 18+ fanfic while i was trying to find platonic fics to read lmao)
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sockiestupidity · 7 months
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not feeling too great and not in a writing mood so take an updated version of my spidersona bc i dont want yall to think i like..stop existing or something (school is literally kicking my ass rn i cant even)
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rlly wanna do colouring and stuff for them but um literally broke asf😪
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sockiestupidity · 8 months
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desc: miggy and reader bond over catholic guilt🤭
warnings: probs religious trauma, (possibly) bad spanish and bad writing, bad dialogue, ooc miguel (probs), panic attack, VERY SOFT MIGUEL LIKE ACTUALLY IM NOT EVEN OVER EXAGGERATING
VERBAL READER?????
you were roaming around spider society as usual, finding comfort in the unusual ambiance. as you walk to miguel's office to turn in your reports (lab?? room?? idk) you feel slightly off but are unsure as to why. as you enter the room you're met with miguel's back. you snap to get his attention.
he turns around "I've been expecting you for a while. Do you have the reports that I asked you for?" he looks at you expectantly, raising an eyebrow slightly.
you hand him the papers and watch as he sifts through the papers. he lets out a satisfactory hum "perfect." he pauses for a moment, setting the papers aside "are you free? i'd like to give you some pointers, your hands on combat is still sloppy" he explains.
your monotone expression changes to one of shock, surprised that miguel wanted to offer you training. you begin to rack your brain, you knew you were supposed to go somewhere, but you weren't sure where. all you knew was that something was wrong. you hesitantly nod, still having a slightly off feeling as you do so.
your brain makes a sudden realization, tuning out the world as you begin to panic somebody is trying to speak to you but it sounds muffled, as if you're underwater. you watch as the blurry figure approches you with worry.
"hey. look at me for a second" the voice speaks out. you dont respond as the figure attempts to console you. "Mírame por favor. Mírame" strong large hands grip your shoulders, attempting to bring you out of your daze.
"Escucha mi respiración" you hear calm breathing and attempt to match the steady breath. you let out a choked cry, feeling a pain in your chest, a tear rolls down your face "shh shh. Escúchame" your breathing begins to calm "that's right, you're doing so good" he praises you as your breathing starts to steady out.
you look up, eyes meeting his face "m-m sorry" you manage to get out. your lip trembles. you couldn't believe that this was happening infront of the man who was basically your boss.
you watch as his face softens, and he speaks once more "it's not your fault" he reassures you. you begin to walk away from him, ready to leave "wait" he pauses, grabbing your attention "do you-" he hesitates "do you want to talk about it?" he asks you.
you look at him in surprise. you take a shaky breath and nod. he pulls out a chair for you "go ahead, sit" he offers. you're still in shock, having never seen miguel act like this. you take the seat.
"go ahead, whenever you're ready. you can take your time if you'd like" his chair is turned to face yours.
you nod and take another breath. "so um. i dunno. i guess i just. i just freaked out thats all" you try to downplay the situation at hand. your voice is small, not used to talking to other people.
he frowns slightly "what..what led to that?" he asks you, wanting to get a better understanding.
you shrug in response "realized that i forgot that i was supposed to be somewhere today" you respond vaguely.
he gives you an expression that tells you that he knows you're not telling him the full story.
you let out a heavy sigh "um-i uh.. i was supposed to um attend church today and i..forgot" you admit.
his face contorts into a surprised expression "i didn't know you were catholic"
"i mean, not really. my parents were though" you look down at your feet "you know, it's kinda funny, theyre gone and i still feel guilty when i dont go"
he hums in understanding "i was raised catholic too" you perk up at his words "we're more similar than you may think" he smiles sadly "you're not bad for not going to church, okay? plenty of people have done worse. you shouldn't be attending out of fear, you should be attending if it's something you want to do and enjoy"
you hesitantly nod, still feeling terrible about the situation. you wipe away your stray tears.
he suddenly gets up "i wamt to show you something" you quirk your head in intrest "come on" he gestures for you to get up.
you nod and follow him. you find yourself in an elevator heading up. the both of you end up on the roof of the building.
"sometimes i come up here to have a bit of thinking time to myself" he explains as if he could sense your confusion"there's so many things ive done in my life that..i think god would be displeased with, and i often find myself thinking that maybe all of..the stuff that's happened in my life happened because of what i did. whenever i start thinking like that i come here" he looks into the skyline
"if you ever start feeling like that, i want you to come here, close your eyes, and take a deep breath" he speaks in a fatherly tone. you nod.
something about being in that space felt therapeutic to you, and you felt comforted by a sense of familiarity "thank you"
he looks at you softly "of course" you then bring him into a hug. his body stiffens for a moment but then embraces you in return. "you can talk to me if you're having these kinds of thoughts again, okay?" you nod and just let him embrace you. the both of you let go and just stare up at the sky in silence. you close your eyes and let yourself feel the wond brush against your skin.
A/N: not my best work but i had to get this idea out of my brain😮‍💨 anyways i rlly hate this qnd will probs delete later lol
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sockiestupidity · 9 months
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Hope you’re doing well! And if you aren’t feeling better yet I hope you do soon 💕💕💕
I lob uuuu and everything that you do!!
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TY💞💞💞
im feeling a tiny bit better now so im gonna try and write again but its gonna take me a while bc im starting school and sports again
turns out that for the most part i was just lacking sleep and had nic withdrawal 😵‍💫(dont vape kids)
but yeah im working on sobriety rn while juggling my personal life so pls be patient🫶🫰
lob u💞
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sockiestupidity · 9 months
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genuinely feeling v unwell so pls excuse me for the lack of activity🤩🥰
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sockiestupidity · 9 months
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genuinely do not think i will ever be okay ever again (not that i was to begin with) the barbie movie has made me...feel some very deep and sad emotions
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sockiestupidity · 9 months
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BRO IM SO SORRY FOR DOING SO KUCH ANGST HSHSHDJFND
Thinking abt reader and Miguel having a movie night, and reader just like falls asleep on miguel, and when miguel goes to bring them to their bed reader is just not having it. They don’t let go and it results in Miguel and reader falling asleep and cuddling together or smthn
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lob u 🕸️ u can never do any wrongs🥰🥰🥰/p (literally say that i lob everyone so just feel free to tell me if ur uncomfy with it and ill edit it out)
TY FOR THE REQUEST TEHE🥰
also forgive me for the lack of title😰
warnings-none except for bad writing, and lowercase intended, VERY OOC MIGUEL
nonverbal/mute reader as always
none of this will probably make sense bc i wrote it while sleep deprived🧍‍♂️(pulled too many all nighters by being addicted to character ai) (legit so tired rn)
it was friday night, you and miguel had decided to have a movie night.
the two of you currently sat on the couch, watching lego batman after you kad lyla give him a powerpoint on why the lego batman movie was a cinematic masterpiece that he was missing out on.
it was all going well, the two of you shared snacks and popcorn. you sipped on your drink of choice.
you smiled contently but then judgementally side eyed miguel who complained that lego spiderman deserved a movie over lego batman.
you were hogging the blanket to yourself because miguel claimed that he didn't need it because he was naturally warm.
you shrugged your shoulders at his statement. the warmth of the blanket felt...comforting, and soon enough, you felt your eyes droop, and your head became heavy.
suddenly miguel felt a warmth on his lap. he looked down and chuckled. you fell asleep on his lap, a small smile was brought to his face at your adorable sleeping expression.
"alright kid, time to go to bed." he lifted you up, but then stopped when he felt something hit him. it was your hand. you had started thrashing in protest.
"kid..you need to go to your room.." he explained gently. you let out a whine.
he groaned at your protest and set you back down on the couch. as soon as he did you protest stopped.
he rolled his eyes and placed you back on the couch, sitting himself back down as well, since he was planning of finishing the movie after putting you to sleep anyways. he hated to admit it but, the kivie was pretty good.
he adjusted the volume down to make sure that it wouldn't disturb you. soon enough, he felt his own eyelids get heavy, and fell asleep next to you.
the two of you peacefully slept until the morning. miguel woke up, confusion and annoyance clouding his vision. why did he feel so warm? and why were there so many spider people surrounding him?
he groaned, and looked around, surprised to see you cuddled into him, still sleeping peacefully. he lightly smiled. his serenity was soon ruined once again when peter b. shoved a phone in his face.
"migs im taking so many pics of this right now" peter childishly laughed, excited to finally have blackmail on miguel.
miguel rolled his eyes and scoffed "whatever" he looked back at you. he was surprised to see that you were still peacefully sleeping despite the commotion.
he covered your ears and then spoke out sternly to the spiders "alright, everybody out right now" he barked at them. the spiderpeople paled and ran out. he looks down at you and smiles softly, uncovering your ears.
by some miracle, you managed to sleep through the commotion. he looks down and sighs, he needs to get up. he poorly attempts to leave his spot without disturbing you but it seems impossible.
he shakes you gently "hey kid..i need you to wake up" he says softly.
you wake up with a yawn, stretching out your arms and then signing a quick sorry to him.
he just smiles at you "it's alright kid" he says.
its almost...weird to see miguel like this.. with a smile on his face, not having work on his mind for once in his life. you want to continue to see him this happy. "i have leftover empanadas if you want some" you sign, offering him some of his favorite food.
he nods "sure kid". the two of you happily eat empanadas together, stuck in your own little world.
A/N: meanwhile somewhere out there miles is just like-tf? why cant that be me?💀
ANYWAYS ITS RLLY SHORT SORRY. IM GENUINELY SO DELULU FOR HIM BUT MY BRAIN HAS BEEN MORE EMPTY THAN USUAL
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sockiestupidity · 10 months
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official intro ig? (ignore the lack of aesthetic layout pls)
~names~
•theodore/theo/teddy
•deysi
~main fandoms~
•The Last of Us
•Across the Spider-verse
•Marvel
~what i will write~
•fluff
•angst
•found family
•platonic relationships
•non-woman reader
~what i will not write~
•smut
•romance (i cant write romance for the life of me)
•female reader (case by case basis)
•character x oc, character x character (strictly reader insert for now)
•verbal reader (depends on how im feeling)
~request guidelines~
•none really just please dont make really long requests as i have a hard time comprehending long paragraphs
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sockiestupidity · 10 months
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I WAS CLEARLY NOT PREPARED FOR THIS MUCH INTERACTION
literally surprised by the amount of requests i have right now
im trying to pace my writing so if i dont respond back pls dont think i hate yall or that im ignoring yall like
i just need a lil moment😭
ALSO CAN SOME OF YALL PLS REQUEST SOME FLUFFY STUFF?I NEED TO GET BETTER AT WRITING..NON SAD STUFF (no offence to my angsty anons, i love u all but i rlly need to practice happy stuff bc im only good at being sad💔/nm)
ANYWAYS THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT YALL ARE FUELING MY EGO
I DO PLAN ON TRYING TO GET SOME HELP W/WRITING SO I CAN WROTE EMOTIONS BETTER AND BRANCH OUT MY WORD SELECTION (reader will remain nonverbal/mute always tho!!! literally the one thing im planning to keep)
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