TYhis blog is just a place for me to scream my attempts at poetry and emotions into the void.Hou can call me Fern, my pronouns are they/them.
ere’s a small introduction for anyone interested:
My mom is getting a divorce from my step dad of 15 years due to his infidelity with someone in the family. My kids are losing their grandpa because i can not stand by his actions. And everything just seems to be silently burning down. But either way I got a promotion.
JMax: okay, hmm. Oh. How about bangs? … oh, I know! Goldie locks. Goldie for short. *touches her curls with his fingers*
Genie: better keep working on those https://t.co/GQF4NYE8lX: oh come on you can do better than that. That’s not very original
ax calling me ‘blondie’
S1o this one's gonna be a bit tricky. I've never had a cocktail so I dont' really know how to answer this but i'll do my best!T1. if one of your wips was a cocktail, what would it be made of?
o anyone who doesn't know I'm doing another ask game! It's this one!
I'm not sure how to explain it, but I feel like if I was this creature, I would be happier and more content with my life, even though nothing in my life would actually change in this ideal world.
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The support: If a company hires a 45-year-old driver to train, the government pays 90% of his salary while he learns. The company pays just 10%. The driver gets full pay. Great deal for everyone.