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A little snippet from my Ziam Bewitched AU, which I’m writing for the Ziam Fantasy Fest fic. Thanks :)

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“Hang on. I thought only women could be witches?”

Zayn stopped dead in his tracks upon registering the ridiculousness of the words that had just left his husbands admittedly gorgeous lips.

Turning on his heals, Zayn spun around with a fanciful flourish, before offering Liam what he was sure would have been a withering stare as he fought to contain the immediate chagrin that question always induced in him. “Excuse me?” Zayn asked with as much civility as he could muster in the moment, albeit through gritted teeth.

“Witches. I thought they were only girls. Aren’t lads usually referred to as warlocks or something?”

Zayn took a deep, hopefully calming breath as he attempted to quell that all too familiar sense of rising frustration—a feeling which was beginning to fuel what Zayn suspected was a rather inappropriate urge (especially when directed at one’s brand new husband!), namely to wiggle his nose and turn said hubby into a toaster! “No, Leeyum. Men can most definitely be witches—very, very powerful witches. And not to alarm you or anything, but you happened to be married to one!”

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When you see this, post a snippet of your WIP

Hey, so I saw this earlier on someone’s post and I thought why not? Then I read what I’d most recently written and I thought ok, probably not 😩 but I just watched Ash Barty unexpectedly lose in the tennis, which left me feeling sad 😔, so now I’m back to what the heck! (Even though nobody will probably see this 😬)

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“And what about the strawberries and champagne you seemed to be so concerned about?” Zayn teased back, thankful that they were on the move once again, with Liam making a beeline for the french doors.

“We can have them after—I’ve a feeling we’re about to work up a pretty decent appetite.”

“Oh, really? Someone’s feeling cocky!” Zayn countered, before responding to Liam’s query of, “Bed?” with a nod of his head towards the master suite.

“Don’t know. Think you might be the best judge of my cockiness, babe,” Liam challenged, thrusting his hips so that his still half hard dick rubbed against Zayn’s bum, before unceremoniously dropping him down on the bed.

“Oi! Why’d you have do that? I was just starting to enjoy m’self.”

“Plenty more where that came from—literally,” Liam boasted, a shit eating grin on his face.

“Did you just none too subtly imply that you have a big cock, Leeyum?” Zayn asked, making a show of bringing a foot up to lightly trace the outline of said appendage.

“Yes,” Liam stuttered slightly, showing remarkable resolve given Zayn’s provocative actions, but also nary a hint of shame or embarrassment, leaving Zayn to wonder what the fuck happened to the hesitant, insecure guy from earlier.

“Hmm,” Zayn began, as he pulled his foot away and sat up, his face now only inches from Liam’s crotch. “I’m not sure where this uber confident version of Liam came from, but I gotta say I’m fucking loving it.”

“Yeah?” Liam replied, tickling a finger under Zayn’s chin.

“Yeah,” Zayn assured, looking up at Liam through his long lashes and with his best doe eyed expression.

“I think it’s gotta a lot to do with who I’m with, ya know? Fuck, the way you look at me, Zayn—”

“The way I look at you?”

“Yeah. I don’t know. This is probably gonna sound really corny, but you look at me like I’m the sexiest guy you’ve ever seen or something. But also like I matter to you. And not just ‘cause of me six pack or whatever, but for who I am. Does that make sense?”

Shit. That was definitely not what Zayn was expecting Liam to say, and not for the first time since they’d met, it left him feeling a little discombobulated and wondering what the hell had happened to what he’d thought was a pretty fucking good idea—spending a simple, no questions asked, fun (and hopefully sex) filled evening with a sweet, fit bloke? Like at exactly what point had it morphed into something that was beginning to feel far more significant?

And needless to say, Zayn also stared to wonder whether there was no good way to respond to Liam’s words.

“Zayn?” Liam asked with a slight shake to his voice, as he sat down next to Zayn on the edge of the bed. “Did I say too much? Have a bit of a habit of doing that sometimes.”

Zayn took a moment to collect his swirling thoughts before turning to face Liam and smoothing a comforting hand down his thigh. “No,” he replied, not being entirely truthful, but feeling an inexplicable need to soothe Liam’s feelings regardless. “Just took me by surprise, I guess. It’s not the kind if thing you expect someone to say to you in a situation like this.”

“And by situation, you mean a one night stand, right?”

“Yeah. I mean—”

“It’s ok, Zayn,” Liam interrupted, and it seemed it was Zayn’s turn to be placated now, as Liam gave his thigh a quick squeeze. “You don’t have to say anymore. I’m fine with this being a one time thing—more than fine,” he added for emphasis, although Zayn wasn’t entirely convinced. “And, honestly, I didn’t say what I said about how you make me feel to get a reaction outta you. You wondered why I seemed more confident in m’self and I decided to be honest—end of.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” Liam stressed, as he offered sweet smile. “Now can we get back to where we were a bit ago?”

“What, when I was admiring your big cock?” Zayn joked, waggling his eyebrows as he placed his hand back on Liam’s thigh, dangerously close to said cock and with far more lascivious intentions than before.

“You know, I never actually said that,” Liam countered with a challenging cock (no pun intended!) of his eyebrow, grabbing Zayn’s hand just before it reached it’s final destination!

“What? That you’ve got an enormous cock?” Zayn replied, deciding that if Liam’s wasn’t gonna let him tease with his hands, he’d use the power of his words instead!

Yes,” Liam laughed, pouncing on Zayn and pushing him back down on the bed, before proceeding to cage him in as he used his bigger frame to his advantage. And with a self-satisfied grin plastered on his gorgeous face, he lowered his head and whispered seductively in Zayn’s ear, “Maybe we should finally get naked and then we’ll both have our questions answered?”

“Someone’s keen,” Zayn shot back, purposely ignoring the effect of being in such close contact with Liam—namely the goosebumps that immediately erupted all over his body or more obviously, his quickly fattening dick.

And big tease that Zayn was quickly learning he was, Liam didn’t respond right away to his taunt, instead taking a moment to rake his eyes down Zayn’s body; only stopping when a certain something just south of his navel appeared to pique his interest. “I don’t seem to be the only one,” he observed nonchalantly, the devilish twinkle in his eyes betraying what he was really feeling (and thinking) as he pressed his hips forward, catching Zayn by surprise.

Unsurprisingly, Liam’s actions elicited an immediate reaction from Zayn, as he let out an embarrassingly loud moan at the delicious feeling of their still clothed cocks brushing together. And it only made him even more keen to do what Liam had just proposed, the thought of finally getting to see and enjoy all the delights he imagined Liam’s naked body would offer him was almost too much to process.

“Off. Now,” Zayn demanded, practically growling it, his patience well and truly running out as he grabbed a hold of the hem of Liam’s shirt and yanked it up.

What followed was a clumsy, haphazard mix of tangled limbs, shy smiles, heated looks (and even more heated kisses) and most happily to Zayn, lots of uninhibited giggling as they each took turns removing a piece of the others clothing until they were both just down to their pants.

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When you see this, post a snippet of your WIP

Hey, so I saw this earlier on someone’s post and I thought why not? Then I read what I’d most recently written and I thought ok, probably not 😩 but I just watched Ash Barty unexpectedly lose in the tennis, which left me feeling sad 😔, so now I’m back to what the heck! (Even though nobody will probably see this 😬)

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“And what about the strawberries and champagne you seemed to be so concerned about?” Zayn teased back, thankful that they were on the move once again, with Liam making a beeline for the french doors.

“We can have them after—I’ve a feeling we’re about to work up a pretty decent appetite.”

“Oh, really? Someone’s feeling cocky!” Zayn countered, before responding to Liam’s query of, “Bed?” with a nod of his head towards the master suite.

“Don’t know. Think you might be the best judge of my cockiness, babe,” Liam challenged, thrusting his hips so that his still half hard dick rubbed against Zayn’s bum, before unceremoniously dropping him down on the bed.

“Oi! Why’d you have do that? I was just starting to enjoy m’self.”

“Plenty more where that came from—literally,” Liam boasted, a shit eating grin on his face.

“Did you just none too subtly imply that you have a big cock, Leeyum?” Zayn asked, making a show of bringing a foot up to lightly trace the outline of said appendage.

“Yes,” Liam stuttered slightly, showing remarkable resolve given Zayn’s provocative actions, but also nary a hint of shame or embarrassment, leaving Zayn to wonder what the fuck happened to the hesitant, insecure guy from earlier.

“Hmm,” Zayn began, as he pulled his foot away and sat up, his face now only inches from Liam’s crotch. “I’m not sure where this uber confident version of Liam came from, but I gotta say I’m fucking loving it.”

“Yeah?” Liam replied, tickling a finger under Zayn’s chin.

“Yeah,” Zayn assured, looking up at Liam through his long lashes and with his best doe eyed expression.

“I think it’s gotta a lot to do with who I’m with, ya know? Fuck, the way you look at me, Zayn—”

“The way I look at you?”

“Yeah. I don’t know. This is probably gonna sound really corny, but you look at me like I’m the sexiest guy you’ve ever seen or something. But also like I matter to you. And not just ‘cause of me six pack or whatever, but for who I am. Does that make sense?”

Shit. That was definitely not what Zayn was expecting Liam to say, and not for the first time since they’d met, it left him feeling a little discombobulated and wondering what the hell had happened to what he’d thought was a pretty fucking good idea—spending a simple, no questions asked, fun (and hopefully sex) filled evening with a sweet, fit bloke? Like at exactly what point had it morphed into something that was beginning to feel far more significant?

And needless to say, Zayn also stared to wonder whether there was no good way to respond to Liam’s words.

“Zayn?” Liam asked with a slight shake to his voice, as he sat down next to Zayn on the edge of the bed. “Did I say too much? Have a bit of a habit of doing that sometimes.”

Zayn took a moment to collect his swirling thoughts before turning to face Liam and smoothing a comforting hand down his thigh. “No,” he replied, not being entirely truthful, but feeling an inexplicable need to soothe Liam’s feelings regardless. “Just took me by surprise, I guess. It’s not the kind if thing you expect someone to say to you in a situation like this.”

“And by situation, you mean a one night stand, right?”

“Yeah. I mean—”

“It’s ok, Zayn,” Liam interrupted, and it seemed it was Zayn’s turn to be placated now, as Liam gave his thigh a quick squeeze. “You don’t have to say anymore. I’m fine with this being a one time thing—more than fine,” he added for emphasis, although Zayn wasn’t entirely convinced. “And, honestly, I didn’t say what I said about how you make me feel to get a reaction outta you. You wondered why I seemed more confident in m’self and I decided to be honest—end of.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” Liam stressed, as he offered sweet smile. “Now can we get back to where we were a bit ago?”

“What, when I was admiring your big cock?” Zayn joked, waggling his eyebrows as he placed his hand back on Liam’s thigh, dangerously close to said cock and with far more lascivious intentions than before.

“You know, I never actually said that,” Liam countered with a challenging cock (no pun intended!) of his eyebrow, grabbing Zayn’s hand just before it reached it’s final destination!

“What? That you’ve got an enormous cock?” Zayn replied, deciding that if Liam’s wasn’t gonna let him tease with his hands, he’d use the power of his words instead!

Yes,” Liam laughed, pouncing on Zayn and pushing him back down on the bed, before proceeding to cage him in as he used his bigger frame to his advantage. And with a self-satisfied grin plastered on his gorgeous face, he lowered his head and whispered seductively in Zayn’s ear, “Maybe we should finally get naked and then we’ll both have our questions answered?”

“Someone’s keen,” Zayn shot back, purposely ignoring the effect of being in such close contact with Liam—namely the goosebumps that immediately erupted all over his body or more obviously, his quickly fattening dick.

And big tease that Zayn was quickly learning he was, Liam didn’t respond right away to his taunt, instead taking a moment to rake his eyes down Zayn’s body; only stopping when a certain something just south of his navel appeared to pique his interest. “I don’t seem to be the only one,” he observed nonchalantly, the devilish twinkle in his eyes betraying what he was really feeling (and thinking) as he pressed his hips forward, catching Zayn by surprise.

Unsurprisingly, Liam’s actions elicited an immediate reaction from Zayn, as he let out an embarrassingly loud moan at the delicious feeling of their still clothed cocks brushing together. And it only made him even more keen to do what Liam had just proposed, the thought of finally getting to see and enjoy all the delights he imagined Liam’s naked body would offer him was almost too much to process.

“Off. Now,” Zayn demanded, practically growling it, his patience well and truly running out as he grabbed a hold of the hem of Liam’s shirt and yanked it up.

What followed was a clumsy, haphazard mix of tangled limbs, shy smiles, heated looks (and even more heated kisses) and most happily to Zayn, lots of uninhibited giggling as they each took turns removing a piece of the others clothing until they were both just down to their pants.

[theresatimeforus]

Hey,

Earlier tonight I randomly thought of a good addition to a scene I’d started writing over 6 months ago 😩 for part two of one of my wips - Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime 😩 and I ended up reading over the last part I wrote (before I gave up thinking what I’d written was really bad!)

Anyway reading it again it didn’t seem quite as bad as I’d remembered but I’m still feeling pretty unsure so I was wondering if anyone would be interested in reading it please and giving me some much needed feedback?

Not sure if anyone will even see this (or want to do it 😬) but I thought it was still worth a try?

Thanks 🙏🏻

[theresatimeforus]

Hey,

Earlier tonight I randomly thought of a good addition to a scene I’d started writing over 6 months ago 😩 for part two of one of my wips - Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime 😩 and I ended up reading over the last part I wrote (before I gave up thinking what I’d written was really bad!)

Anyway reading it again it didn’t seem quite as bad as I’d remembered but I’m still feeling pretty unsure so I was wondering if anyone would be interested in reading it please and giving me some much needed feedback?

Not sure if anyone will even see this (or want to do it 😬) but I thought it was still worth a try?

Thanks 🙏🏻

[theresatimeforus]

Last Line(s) Challenge

Another snippet from my Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime drabble. Still trying to finish it 😩 If anyone see this, as with my other snippets, any feedback welcomed :)

Silence.

Only for a few seconds, to be fair, but more than enough time for things to begin to feel uncomfortable— excruciatingly so. And for Zayn to feel like the world’s biggest dickhead. Great.

“Ok,” Liam acknowledged in a half whisper a second or two later, and in that moment Zayn felt ever so grateful to him for breaking the now almost unbearable tension between them. “If that’s what you think is best,” he continued, sounding none too convincing (and noticeably defeated). “You sure everything’s alright?”

Now it was Zayn’s turn to remain silent, as he debated what was the best response to that loaded question—continue to lie or finally step up and at least try to be honest with Liam.

“I-wish-you-were-here,” Zayn confided, words jumbling out of his mouth all at once, as if saying them quickly would somehow dull their significance.

“Oh, babe. Me too. Feel like I spent most of the time away wishing I was with you instead. Honestly, it’s pathetic how much I miss you sometimes.”

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Last Line(s) Challenge

Another snippet from my Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime drabble. Still trying to finish it 😩 If anyone see this, as with my other snippets, any feedback welcomed :)

Silence.

Only for a few seconds, to be fair, but more than enough time for things to begin to feel uncomfortable— excruciatingly so. And for Zayn to feel like the world’s biggest dickhead. Great.

“Ok,” Liam acknowledged in a half whisper a second or two later, and in that moment Zayn felt ever so grateful to him for breaking the now almost unbearable tension between them. “If that’s what you think is best,” he continued, sounding none too convincing (and noticeably defeated). “You sure everything’s alright?”

Now it was Zayn’s turn to remain silent, as he debated what was the best response to that loaded question—continue to lie or finally step up and at least try to be honest with Liam.

“I-wish-you-were-here,” Zayn confided, words jumbling out of his mouth all at once, as if saying them quickly would somehow dull their significance.

“Oh, babe. Me too. Feel like I spent most of the time away wishing I was with you instead. Honestly, it’s pathetic how much I miss you sometimes.”

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Last Line(s) Challenge

I wasn’t tagged, but I thought I might do this anyway (looking for extra writing motivation as usual! 😩)

This is from an Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime Christmas inspired drabble, Sunset to Sunrise, that I’m currently working on and hoping to finish in time for Xmas 🤞🏻

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“I’ve been thinking. Umm, maybe I could make a bit of a detour on my way home and come see you at the farm?”

“I think flying from Perth to the UK via New York is a little bit more than a detour, Li.”

“Well. Yeah. I guess. But I’d do it if you wanted me to. In case it’s escaped your attention I’d do pretty much anything for you, Zayn Malik—a few thousand mile detour is nothing in the scheme of things if it means getting to spend some extra time with you.”

“Leeyum,” Zayn sighed as he slowly scrubbed a hand down his face. He suspected that as much as he was trying to hide it, he was probably doing a pretty poor job of concealing the war waging within him between wanting so desperately to see Liam but also not wanting to put him to so much trouble.

“I’ve been to Perth before and I’m guessing that that ‘few thousand miles’ as you put it, would actually translate into at least another sixteen hours or so travel time. Plus an extra day or so worth of feeling like complete shit from from all the accompanying jet lag. Take it from a world weary traveller like me—nothing’s worth putting yourself through that.”

“You are,” Liam replied immediately, sounding so damn earnest it caused Zayn’s insides to melt (and that aforementioned war to ratchet up a few more levels!). “You’re worth it, babe. I wouldn’t offer if it I didn’t mean it.”

“I couldn’t let you do that, Leeyum. It’s not fair.”

“Well that may very well be, but it’s also not fair that I haven’t seen you for over a week now and if we wait until after Christmas, it will be nearer to three. I don’t know about you, Zed, but for me that’s definitely too fucking long!”

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A little snippet of my Halloween fic (yes I know I’m late 🤦🏻‍♀️ as usual) that is actually two years in the making 😩 - thankfully I think I’m not far of finishing it finally 🤞🏻🙏🏻 Thanks :)

About twenty minutes later, all Zayn had left to do to finish getting ready was put on his mask, although as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror he was seriously beginning to have some doubts about his choice of costume.

“You good?” Liam asked as he appeared in the doorway behind Zayn expectedly dangling their house keys.

“Not sure,” Zayn admitted as he met Liam’s eyes in the mirror. “You really think I look okay?”

“Okay? Fuck, babe—you look incredible,” Liam replied earnestly, shoving the keys in his pocket before moving behind Zayn to wrap his arms around his waist in a tight embrace.

“Sure it’s not too tight?” Zayn enquired timidly, slowly smoothing his hands down over his hips and thighs. “Like you can practically see the whole outline of my junk, Li. Maybe choosing to be Spider-Man for Halloween wasn’t such a good idea after all?”

“Firstly, I think you’re the perfect Spider-Man, Zed. Give Tom Holland a run for his money, you would,” Liam reassured, making sure to meet Zayn’s eyes as he said it, before—big tease that he was—reaching down to cup Zayn’s cock. “And secondly, I definitely don’t think it’s too tight. In fact, I reckon that’s just about the best part of the whole thing.”

“Liam, stop. I’m being serious,” Zayn replied, moving Liam’s hand away from his crotch. “See that’s the problem right there,” he continued, pointing to his reflection in the mirror. “You get so much as a slight semi and the whole world is going to know about it!”

Unfortunately, Zayn’s confession didn’t illicit the response (or sympathy) he’d hoped for, as Liam let out a loud guffaw, prompting Zayn to turn around and give him one of his patented death stares.

“Don’t be mean, Leeyum. This is not a laughing manner. We could be looking at quite the situation here once we leave the flat and go out in public.”

Liam’s less than inspiring response was to offer a noncommittal shrug before once again wrapping his arms around Zayn’s waist. And when he pulled Zayn in closer, things didn’t really improve, as a little smirk started to form on his lips. “Doesn’t seem like it’d be that big of a problem to be perfectly honest.”

“Well of course you’d see it that way, with you being such a big naturist and all,” Zayn challenged, ever so casually bringing his arms up to drape around Liam’s neck, before seizing on the opportunity to tease Liam even further. “Oh and then there’s that well known alias of yours, Mr ‘I love cock’!”

Zayn smiled to himself, as he saw the expression on Liam’s face go from nonchalant to foe angry puppy in mere seconds—it had always been one of the best things about their relationship, the fact that they could tease each mercilessly without either of them ever really taking any great offence. And this little teasing session appeared to be no different, as he could tell that Liam wasn’t really annoyed by what he had said. On the contrary, he was probably enjoying their banter just as much as Zayn was!

“Excuse me?” Liam snorted, laying the mock offence and surprise on thick, with both the tone of his voice and the accompanying wide eyed look on his face. “I’ve never referred to myself as that. Well, not in mixed company at least.”

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I don’t understand why people continue to follow you when it’s so fucking obvious that they hate you and don’t give a shit about anything you post?

Like I know I deserve it but why can’t people be honest?

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I thought oh I’ll logout before I post anymore stupid shit.

Go watch the tennis - fast forward to see the result. My player loses of fuckng course!

So now I’m in even more of a shitty mood

I’m so fucking miserable 😩

Who the fuck said nearly dying makes you appreciate life more? What a fucking idiot!!!!!

My life is so much worse than it was and I’m even more sad and pathetic!

And I worry even more about every fucking thing! 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😤😤😤😤😤😤😤😢😢😢😢😢😢😢

I hate my fucking existence! Fucking idiot!

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I’m so bored I almost want to write (or clean 😱), but tbh neither option sounds that great. Probably just do nothing as usual! 🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

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people know Liam wrote lyrics like “your beauty could start a war” and “when you walk into the room everyone goes invisible” and “you’ve got stars they’re in your eyes” and they still don’t think he’s in love with Zayn like……….can you imagine

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Favorite authors plus fav story by them?

this has been sat in the box all week, the mark of a difficult question :p sorry for the late reply!

i think we’ve been spoiled for YEARS with so many amazing, talented, and dedicated writers that this list could be endless. so to keep it sorta brief, i’m going to highlight some of my favorite writers who are also still around the fandom 💕

sunnysideup - baby all i need is time

ziamhaze - kick, push

laziam - my kingdom for you heart

ziam_time - art to di(n)e for

jomouse - in your eyes

thebeehive - i’m almost me again, he’s almost you

coffeewordangel - between the moonlight and the lane (wip)

mmaree - that’s amore

suburbanmotel - jealous of your cigarette

 blacktreacle - is love what you don’t know

libbywrites - i see you

deniallisstrong - the money maker

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Ok so the human psyche is a really dumb thing (well mine seems to be anyway 🤦🏻‍♀️) because I was going along alright and then bam yesterday someone reblogged a fic post of mine and in the tags commented (not for the first time unfortunately) that I was quite good.

So of course stupid, irrational person that I am I immediately enter into a free fall thinking ‘what’s the fucking point of writing if I’m only ever going to be quite good?’. Like I know it wasn’t meant to be a criticism (on the contrary I think they were actually trying to encourage me to keep writing) but when I read something like that all I can think is that I’m less than and that, like usual, I’ll never measure up.

Anyway, a day later and I’m in the shower still obsessing over this comment and then it inevitably leads me to feeling like shit and thinking it would have been better for everyone if I had just died in the accident 😔

I hate my brain and I hate myself, but hopefully the strong drink I just made for myself will help me to forget all this shit 🤞🏻 (at least for a little while).

Sorry if anyone reads this crap 🙇🏻‍♀️

[theresatimeforus]

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