What if we were enemies but I was still in love with you.
What if I knew just how similar we were.
What if I knew in my heart you were right.
What if when you asked me to join you all I wanted was to say yes.
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I am a recreational Noticer. I love to Notice Things and Make Connections and Identify Patterns. This is one of my favorite activities and it requires me to behave in compulsively silly ways online.
In real life, this manifests itself by suddenly asking a coworker “so how long has your wife known about your mistress?” Because he stopped bringing in a packed lunch and I saw him scrubbing lipstick off his neck one day when he “went to the bank”
how did that go?
So good
The urge to post your ongoing novel as fanfic to get the motivation to finish it