#moodthoughts

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i am intensely frustrated with myself and my muse. yesterday i wrote a fic that- according @rhi-draws-things- is very good and spooky, which i worked on for three hours straight with no breaks or distractions, up until after 6am.

and i can’t publish it, ‘cause it makes no damn sense. i watched/read too much existential/cosmic horror shit lately and that mixed with irl stress just exploded in my head with the most stupidly abstract post-series fic for rottmnt, which hasn’t ended yet and won’t any time soon.

i am a fool, i cursed myself, it’s the culmination of my molotov cocktail moodthoughts recently and i can’t tell if i love it or hate it, but too late, it exists whether i like it or not. but not in a form i can publish.