Ach Ja, Die Sieben Deutschen Jahreszeiten:

Ach ja, die sieben deutschen Jahreszeiten:

Scheiß Pollen

Scheiß Hitze

Scheiß Regen

Scheiß Kälte

Karneval

Bahnstreik

Spargel

I mean. Writing can be hard and it fucking sucks at times but. I still love it so much?? I love watching the story develop under my fingertips, I love how it enables me to turn my thoughts into something real, something that exists outside of my own body. Something other people can read and comprehend and interact with, something I can come back to over and over again. And when the story takes over and it feels like as if the characters are writing it themselves – I don’t know, there’s just something deeply magical about it

people on my dash are annoying again and i'm tired of being a bitch about it so let me just say - if you read my fics and don't leave a comment, you're fine. it's fine. I'm not mad, I don't think you ungrateful, or an asshole, or whatever other guilt-trippy bullshit people spout here day in and day out. I post my stuff in the hopes of it bringing others joy, too, and yes of course comments bring me joy in return, but I don't think anyone owes them to me. if it brings you joy and i never know, if you "only" leave kudos, if you only lurk, if you literally never interact with me for literally whatever reason, it's fine. i promise. i love you. i hope the words bring you joy without there being any hang-ups about it <3

interesting point about the nihilism of the universe! However have you considered that I love you?

JUNGE NACH WEM GEHT ES DENN??