Bio
she walks to the mailbox each morning at nine
every day she begins she's always one day behind
jess. somewhere between 'old-enough-to-drink' and 'old-enough-to-run-for-president.' unfortunately closer to the latter than the former.
i've spent the last eight years working towards my PhD and forgetting i have hobbies--and by hobbies, i mean incoherently screaming my feelings about fandom with friends and making questionable assessments about what's considered 'romantic.'
i was prolific on ff.net 15 years ago and have no recollection of what that username is nor any desire to really try to retrieve that from the depths of my memory. all of that to say-- this feels like going back to that one terrible-but-sensual ex, knowing it's probably going to end in disaster, but will be fun before it implodes.
i am on discord and am trying to wrap my old-lady-brain around tumblr after a long hiatus. i'm your girl if you just want to roll around on a trash heap of feelings and scream into the void.
