October 27th excerpt:

“I applaud you for your maturity! ” Sherlock called to the empty room, loud enough that the brothers were sure to hear it, wherever they were, and he immediately began to tear down the notes.

“I applaud you for your tenacity! ” Dean hollered out the hole, glad he was nowhere near their home by the fireplace.

Sherlock’s head snapped up at the sudden voice and he stared into the mirror, turning slowly to scrutinize the yellow smiley-face high on the opposite wall.


My practice test was so much harder than the real thing. I am cautiously optimistic. 

Also I changed my essay topic to the importance of proper representation in media (so anti-white-washing, yellow-face, using straight men to play trans women, etc). Should be good. 

And that’s all the look you get at my fascinating-ass life for now. 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.