First Name Last Name

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||she/them or whatever||
||16 (almost 17)||
||my writing style is run-on sentences and too many commas||
||simmering rage is what i am||
||but in the end, we all burn out like cigarettes||

Message from Writer

yall are nice
im stayn here
WHY IS EVERYONE SO YOUNGGG (AND SO TALENTEDD)

u h h prepare yourself for me spamming weird writing a lot

bro-rder! bro-rder in the court!
so first a guy named spider got wacked

weird info things :3
ravenclaw, dumb biotch, @ss and Arson Inc, Clone high, Umbrella academy, IDKHBTFM, sherlock holmes, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, penelope scott, gay af, b r o k e, a lgbtia podcast in the works, a book also in the works, worm on a string, finger guns and flannels

i joined uh dec 2nd 2020 so thats cool
im back after a short little break from writing!

Please check out my work called "Noris" Im very proud of it!!

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a little comfort piece

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The comforting smell of pie crust interrupted her thoughts. Lillian was standing in front of her, hands in her apron, fingers searching for something that hid there. No words were exchanged while Lillian lowered herself to the ground and sat next to Adeline, and extended her hand, three ripe blackberries sitting in her palm. Adeline took the fruit, slowly chewing one and savoring the tart and sweet flavors. The world felt less shaky now, the room felt a little brighter. The two of them sat on the floor and ate...

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Pie Crust pt. 1 (unfinished)

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Through the doorway, he could see her looking through the window, her back facing him. Except, she wasn't really looking through the window, she was staring at the curtains that hung there. They were very ugly curtains, and she hoped that if she examined every thread and stitch of the fabric, her voice wouldn't break, and her hands wouldn't shake. He was going to speak first. He always did, and she was waiting for him to say what she knew...

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