somedays you’re the totally anonymous cafe-goer we all aspire to be, and sometimes you’re the fuckward who spills! their! entire! LARGE! coffee drink! five cubic meters! in every fucking direction! when scootching in their chair!!!

I’m picking up a longterm WIP and going through all things that need to be worked out before it’s publishable and there’s just so much

+ all of it is stuff like, THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE WORDS BETWEEN HERE AND THERE BUT WHICH ONES???? IDK AND NEITHER DO YOU