-grumbles- i have thirty tabs of constellations open to map out and an entire poem to write out and fiddle with in gallifreyan and a Valentine’s Day project to start (loud grumbling) and two characters romancing the samE STUPUD MUSTACHE in da:i and i urGGHH
i am procrastinating and trying not to think and it’s overwhelming, thank you, all the decisions i need to make and adult things i gotta do and also i am EXTRAORDINARILY BITTER ABOUT THINGS LIKE HOLY FUCK
black coffee has nothing on my bitterness bitter bitter bitter and DONE
-deep breath- I’m gonna go smooch my imaginary mustache-having boyfriend with my imaginary elf snootypants now if you’ll excuse me