after my midterm i finally went to the convenience store to get something to eat and when i left the convenience store with my food, i shit you not, the sky opened up and the sun came out and the song ‘Moving Forward’ by Colony Houses came on my ipod
there is some goddess up there looking out for me and congratulating me on ed recovery
Cynthia, don’t even start with me. We all know that the cookies you “baked” for the PTA bake sale were actually store bought, and guess what? They tasted like trash. You’re always late to Yoga class on Tuesdays at 3:00-4:00 PM and you look like a flailing turtle when you go in Standing Tree position. You dress like a teen girl who just discovered Claire’s and your son is bad at soccer, so don’t even go there, Cynthia.
Some time had passed since Frisk
first joined the circus. In their time in this mesmerizing place, the child had
slowly grown accustomed to seeing monsters of all shapes and sizes, helping
with whatever task they could in the meantime. Cleaning the grounds, assisting
with the game stalls, and even helping to prepare meals for the other
performers—surely, there was no end to all the duties they could perform! In a
way, this was a good thing, as it made the days fly by fast, and work proved to
be ample distraction from gloomier thoughts. On their free days, the little
human would meet with Papyrus to practice with him, steadily improving both
their balance and their sense of timing as the two worked on a new clowning
routine. Of course, it didn’t help that Sans would pop in at seemingly the most
inopportune times, but even this became just another part of an expected
schedule. And, all things considered, the pros of living with such a lively
(and at times mysterious) crowd proved to far surpass the cons.
Truly, things were looking up for
the little human, indeed.
[Today officially marks four years since I first shyly ventured into the world of RPing, since I first tried my hand at writing a character that is so impossibly important to me and I cannot begin to tell you how incredible of a journey it has been. I have had the honour and the privilege of writing with so many of you, of getting you know you. Every single person I have met has such boundless talent, such an earnest passion for their character that I never cease to be awed and amazed by each and every one of you. You all inspire me more than you know. Not only with your writing but with your endless kindness- so many of you have reached out to me, have offered me a kind word when I so desperately needed it and I consider you all my dearest friends. I had no idea when I first started out where this path would lead, could never have fathomed all the incredible times I would have, the cherished memories I would make or the people that I would share them with.
So thank you. Thank you each and every one of you. Thank you to those who have supported me, those that watch out for me (you know who you are <3), those that write with me, and even those of you that watch from afar. You are all so cherished to me and I am ever wishing you every possible happiness. Never doubt that you are treasured or that you are loved. Thank you for making these last 4 years so amazing, and here is to all the many memories to come.]