you are dead inside and it is near midnight. wracked with guilt over your shitty nanowrimo word count, you write a crackfic born out of despair and anguish.
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this is the seventh time you've lived through your session's second year. you can't sleep and whenever you close your eyes you remember what dying felt like.
so you think about other things instead.
- Part 2 of sburbian shitstorm
14 Feb 2018
What does it take to keep timeline doomed individuals from dying? And why do they die in the first place?
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28 Sep 2017