Guess who has eight fics. Eight very unfinished fics. It's like I have eight kids and aren't sending them to school or something. ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ)
But duck it to hell, I am working on it.
Slowwwwwly. ಥ‿ಥ
AS FOR RACHELLE'S FIC IDEA
I want to venture into the world of girl POV. I am terrified of everything girls IRL. So intimidating and gawwwgess srsly stop. щ(ಥДಥщ)
... That being said, I don't want it to be romance-centered. I'm thinking of a sarcastic little shit who wants to lose weight. Not a I must starve myself and hate thy fat boday kind of fic but... A HEALTHY weight-loss fic.
I've been watching way too much Extreme Weightloss or whatever that show is. My mom has it on all the time. ( ゚,_ゝ゚)
It's going to be titled (How to Be) A Big, Fat, Loser and the prologue is gonna go a little bit like this:
Step Three: What's a gym membership?
No clue.
Step Four: What's that? I can't quite see it.
My low self esteem.
ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ FLEX IT, SON.
So on the flip side of life, I met T Mills yesterday. I was invited to a concert and I was like who is T Mills and so I looked him up a couple hours before I had to leave and... ʘ‿ʘ
I promised myself I was gonna get a piece of that ya feel? ≖‿≖
(Now brace yourself for THE MOST AWKWARD PICTURE EVER)
I tried. I almost gotta piece of that. (¬‿¬)
(☞゚∀゚)☞ And now I am going to go and continue my glamorous life and take out the trash.