It's 10:42 PM on a Sunday and I am realizing that i am kind of just a coward when it comes to writing cuz like why my ass is so paralyzed to the point it cant sit and write…well anything, my fluff ideas make me think i am too corny and i give up on them, and smut thoughts make me think i am degenerate and i give up on them as well So like…why am i like that?