you got me liquid courage for my birthday. the potion's gathering dust in the back of my shelf. i keep looking over to catch it glowing faintly. i'm choosing not to take it as a personal insult, knowing you mean well. and anyway, it doesn't really matter, because you clearly don't know me that well. you couldn't have known that i stayed up til 5am the night before working, working so deeply and patiently that i became above exhaustion, and i hit the deadline and it made me the most powerful man on earth. they're looking to interview me, the press.
lately i've been enjoying writing these brief fiction doodles. but i don't want to spam my page with it, so... i made a new one! maybe i'll repost the ones i really like, but over on <o))>< i'm just gonna write everything i wanna.
this is SUPER cool. and unrelatedly a really cool username too