All I want for Christmas is a 100k word destial fic with the lightest angst, no character death, slow burn with slight internalized homophobia. Is that so much to ask for
i do think ill end up killing myself and thats okay! i didnt accomplish anything whilst being alive! ive changed absolutely nothing about the world! nobody will miss me!
*paws at you* I’m so sorry for saying sorry so much
*paws at you* I’m so sorry for saying sorry so much
*paws at you* I’m so sorry for saying sorry so much
*paws at you* I’m so sorry for saying sorry so much