While the issues mentioned in my last entry have largely been resolved, I've also just moved to a cheaper place, and I've lost my thumb drive. All my stories were on it, so until I find it in one of my many unpacked boxes I can't reupload my stories. Sorry.

I'll be re-uploading my stories as soon as we get the return of everything else that had to be hidden. I may even write more, but don't count on it, because my life is going to hell right now.

See, I got my job really quick with no background check. That was great, because I legally can't have it because of what's on my record, which is teenage me sending naked pictures of myself to boys. LOTS of naked pictures of myself. I was charged and convicted for trading nudes when I was a teenager, which everybody but the US legal system knows is a totally normal thing a lot of teenagers do. There could be serious legal repercussions for me, again, even though I never did anything wrong in the first place.

So this may be my last blog post, ever. My last post of any kind,...
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Well, a single policy change wiped out everything I've ever written. Oh well, I should have outgrown that stuff a long time ago.

I won't be posting this week. My boyfriend has severe depression, and he really needs me right now.

You know, I'm starting to think eating nothing but Top Ramen might be bad for me. Unfortunately, I can't afford to eat anything else unless one of you volunteers.

Well, it finally happened. I went and set up a Patreon, in hopes that I might get a little help doing these horrible things I do here. Every little bit helps, and while I'm not going to start begging for Patrons, I figured you should know you now have the option.

I'm back to writing! I hope this turns out to be a fun and rewarding experience for all of us! Should be posting a part of my new vore story every day or two, pretty short parts, and while I know the vore hasn't happened yet, it'll come.

WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!

It's my birthday! Woo, 23, one year closer to death! Yeah... Uh... Why do we celebrate this again?

I just got up, got some coffee, walked down to my computer and was in the mood to try again to write something. Then I get a text from my boyfriend, all "Hey, did you hear my mother found a dead baby in a cement block?" Why no Jeremy, I hadn't. Why did you have to TELL ME THAT?

Fuck this. I'm going back to bed.