Do You Ever Start Writing Something That Youre Excited About And That Seems Like Its Turning Out Well

Do you ever start writing something that you’re excited about and that seems like it’s turning out well and that you’re getting eager to share, and then you start typing it up or doing an edit pass and it’s just awful it’s awful its premise is fundamentally flawed and it’s out of character and the prose is clunky and the plot is badly paced and ludicrous and the whole thing is embarrassing, how could you have done this, how could you have sunk so much time into this, you can’t even look at it, how is this that shining thing you were so excited about, how could you even have considered finishing it let alone sharing it with anyone, you’re crying, your mother is crying, nuns are spontaneously exploding in the streets,

casual survey: reblog if you want to kiss a girl right now

bro wdym you “want to see me more”?? how do you think i got the reputation of being a cryptid? i’m literally a woodland creature that inspired folktales.

i want a no-budget, basement redo of season four by the cast and the cast only.

might fuck around and write a novel

happy mother’s day to that mom who sold y/n to one direction