Hello,

If you're going to read my stories, I'd pay close attention to the date it was uploaded. The older my stories get the more angsty and dark and straight-up illegal/weird/immoral they get. Probably because I was a dark and terrifying child with no friends who liked fucked up shit. Only one of those things is false; you decide which.

Note: I have since deleted the more fucked up stories I wrote. I debated doing so, because when I was younger, reading such stories made me feel less alone and less fucked up, because at least other people were out there feeling and thinking the same stuff. However, the stories I wrote romanticized and trivialized things like non-con or dubious consent, pedophilia, sex with minors, self harm, suicide, murder, sexual, physical, and emotional abuse, mental illness, and a long long list of others--and that's just not cool. While the stories served as a great outlet for me, and a good way to explore my own brain and my experiences, the idea that someone might read my stories and think that these things are okay, normal, or even desirable really freaks me out.

PS: I deleted them based on what I remembered of them, so I will shortly be going back through and reading them all again, to delete ones I find problematic that I missed in the first purge.

That-Fresh-Rain-Smell