Throwback To When I Was Trying To Write A Play Last Year.. I Think I Might've Been A Little Bit Frustrated

throwback to when I was trying to write a play last year.. I think I might've been a little bit frustrated

what is it about seven chapter fanfictions that make them like that. what do they put in them. help me

oh my god it's the crab detector. hello crab detector!!

me on tumblr: hey guys do you want to hear about hermit crabs

me in real life, no concept of social norms: hey guys do you want to hear about hermit crabs

let's not forget the top rung of the capitalism ladder, "owns disney."

I was sitting on my computer trying to look at Tumblr when I began to hear this clicking sound. Click click click. Click click click. Click click click click. Again and again. I tried to ignore it at first. I thought it must be from something I was doing. But I looked at my computer chair, my headphones, everything. I stood up. It wasn't going away.

I started to panic, over-stimulated. I was already stressed, and that certainly didn't help. What could it be? I called in family members. Like a flock of birds, we descended upon the room. Searching for the source of that god-forsaken sound. I tore apart my room. I listened hard and I listened long. I could pinpoint the general location, but couldn't identify the source. I even tried listening to the walls.

I finally laid on the floor, in despair and defeat. Then I heard it; it was coming from the ground. I pressed my ear against it. I wracked my brain for what this sound could be coming from the floor. Was it the air conditioner? The vents? A heart beating beneath the floorboards? Finally, I realized.

It was the fan. I had turned it on downstairs.

I wonder what Edgar Allan Poe would say if he could read this now.

normalize retconning things in your head. no I don't mean headcanons my thing is different. no I'm not delusional why do u ask