Bo Writes

Kind of feels like thinking or talking about the state of the world in my case is detrimental, and it's better for me to just stick my head fully in the sands of escapism. Like even if I care about inequality, I literally can't do anything about it. I can give other people a form of escapism, maybe people who unlike me could actually effect change and also need to get away from it for a bit. Versus thinking about this crap and despairing and helping literally no one, literally just feeling down to the benefit of no one. So like, you gotta weigh what you can actually do.

Writing 1K a day makes you an average weenie, but it makes you a consistent one.

My most toxic trait, aside from my pure insanity, is I have a closet of clothes and I wear the same two shirts on a loop and the only thing I do in the morning is get up and put on pants and I will not hang anything. I still throw my shit on the floor.

I don't like JK alright but listening to how she went from being depressed and suicidal to being this big success is still inspiring me to this day as a human to another human.

Someone did a Gravity Falls meme with Stan putting the third book of The Kingkiller Chronicles with the other two. That was so real. I am one to run my mouth but it's for free. ;)

Hope you guys had a happy Mother's Day.

JK Rowling to this day just does not stfu about trans people. I was never into HP as a kid and don't have interest in the series, but the obsession this person has round the clock about transgender people is morbidly fascinating to me. It almost is enough to make me wonder if there are bones in the closet there, projection if you know what I mean. Especially after all of that stuff she said about possibly transitioning when she was younger and taking a man's name when writing still to this day. Not saying anything because I don't know this person's mind but I don't know man. I know you're not supposed to speculate on eggs. It's just bizarre. The lady doth protest too much.

Hey that text to speech thing is pretty cool would be awesome if it were available again.
          
          Wattpad: What's that you say? You want us to take away DMs?
          
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          Wattpad: *head empty* :P

Florence brushes her pink frizzy hair with cream silken gloves, like puffs of cotton candy on her head that she styles in two sweet buns around a red puffball dunce cap. Her cheeks are rosy against paper skin as they pinch in a smile toward her magenta eyes. Her petite nose and heart-shaped lips are red, matching the glitter that falls around her light pink blouse and comes off her wherever she goes. It’s unclear if she puts it on herself. A cream, puffy tutu matches her gloves and frames her rose-colored bodice. Pink and red socks stripe down to her mismatched pink and red shoes.

I've made a book for writers to promote themselves because why the hell not. 
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/368606428-promote-yourself