I wish it on none of you, these feelings, this knowledge:
I've caused more pain than good.
I'll never be an author.
I'll never be an artist.
I'll never inspire anyone.
I'll never be good enough.
I never was.
It sucks.
But it's no less true.

Nooo, you might turn to stone and it'll be my fault!

(Omg thisiswhatImeanaboutbeingbadwithcompliments fhhfjfhfb 💚😵‍💫)

When I saw this at first I thought it was about Milo, and I was gonna say, "he so is!" Lmao
Also Ty I'm awful at accepting compliments.

It kinda looks like Kitty's tail got caught in the door and has been there a while (I am aware it is not a tail but a toy, don't worry).

There's been another "attempt"?

Did someone just pass out and he just doesn't care?!

Good for Pennsylvania!

Finished it, and I'm reading the second book, Tunde: A Man of Lost Ambition now. Very good so far!

It's up on AO3 now if you're interested.

Kids are usually the products of what their parents make of them.

I've written past 100 pages and I'm not even done the first month of said ten years, lmffao.

Almost done his first book. It's more about the story in the story, about a young man named Toku'te than about Tunde, but it's still very good.

All my life, I've been told I'm ugly. And truly, I believe I am ugly to the majority of people who see me. I've been treated as ugly by everyone - teachers, doctors, nurses, name it - and it's not kind or priveleged or protected.
Nah. Stop trying to be victims when all you do is make them.