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overstimulated / remember when / shiny!
I needed caffeine, but now I've had too much. There's this little muscle above the outside corner of my left eye that's just going berserk, I feel vaguely nauseated, and I want to cry and tell someone (i.e., someone other than me) that the way I am feeling right now is all their fault. But that's not actually true, I don't suppose.
If I'm going to carry through with my plans to burn out rather than fade away, I suppose I ought to post some fic soon. Does anyone remember when I used to write stories?
This costume-making gig is shiny in both the literal and Firefly senses of the term. There are sequins everywhere.
If I'm going to carry through with my plans to burn out rather than fade away, I suppose I ought to post some fic soon. Does anyone remember when I used to write stories?
This costume-making gig is shiny in both the literal and Firefly senses of the term. There are sequins everywhere.