On Another Day

I will write about hope and find new stories

For today…..

I mean. I got nothing. No new stories. No new content.

I got nothing.

and it fucking hurts because this is how I art. This is how I express my feelings. This is how I have always ALWAYS told my/our story. Through day to day “hi how are you” to small fictions and gm/dm dnd shares

and I look back over the last few years of my writing and it’s just sadder and sadder attempts to reach out while the world burns down

and I am just so sad

and angry

and ANGRY

I have lost hope in humans.

(looking at you TN, FL, and TX amongst others)

fuck this timeline

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