non-writers will never understand the mental illness of writing an entire conversation in your head while doing dishes and then forgetting every word the second you open a blank doc
maybe your fanfic doesn’t have to change someone’s life maybe it can just brighten someone’s day for a bit
Sure, boss, I’d still be ya henchman if you was a woim
When you're a kid you just take trees for granted. Then when you get to be an adult you realize that a fully mature tree cannot be created in an amount of time that fits in a convenient landscaping timeframe for love nor money nor all the powers of science. Then you realize that people are very very very cavalier about chopping them down