my only ambition right now is to at least get some stories told to and for myself

two-week maladaptive daydreaming throes preventing me from LITERALLY EVERYTHING have resulted in fifty-six pages of gdocs roughline as told to myself/my future self, as a present wrested from the jaws of inattentive incapacity.

fifty-six fucking pages in like four days. #wwwWWORTHLESS TO EVERYONE EXCEPT FOR ME