Their Name Was Nex. They Were 16. And They Deserved To Live.

Their name was Nex. They were 16. And they deserved to live.

Nex is dead because they were attacked for being in the bathroom they were legally required to use in Oklahoma.

Look at that face. They were a BABY, and they deserved so much better than what they got.

And.

I'm so exhausted, y'all. I'm so fucking tired.

I'm invisible every fucking day, everywhere I go. I just had a half hour work conversation about fixing HR processes to NOT USE MY FUCKING DEADNAME and. Like. What is the fucking point of trying to educate people in a world where adults refuse to accept responsibility for the death of a CHILD, for the crime of having to pee while non-binary.

It all feels so cruel and pointless.

I literally cried laughing imagining a cat that was sixteen percent whiskers

A friend sent me this screenshot so I had to make a meme

im sorry but writing enemies to lovers on ao3 is so fucking funny. one of them will go a whole paragraph saying how much they hate, absolutely despise, have genuine burning contempt for the other and we’re all here knowing damn well that enemies to lovers tag is just sat there. like we already know what’s coming bro you’re just embarrassing yourself

After much introspection and soul searching I've turned over a new leaf and have decided to continue making poison swamps 😌

THE SECOND DRAFT IS FINISHED

Like to be real I could fuck around with it forever, but I went through a whole-ass editing PROCESS and I'm really happy with it. Also, while this is the fourth novel I've written, this is the first time I've ever completely finished a second draft, so damn that feels good.