To err is human To moo, bovine

Don’t know how much more existing in the context I got left in me.

At least I know my worth now: nothing unless I’m dtf and attractive.

I’ve always been in constant, crippling pain and ostracized from my parents. But NOW I’m in constant, crippling pain, ostracized from my parents, and the person to whom I gave everything and loved with every fiber of my being doesn’t want me.

“Just be yourself!” Don’t. Don’t fucking do that ever.

If you want more of me, there’s a way to get it. Lincoln Bayou, my loves.

I might be hunting a new name again. Trust, even I am annoyed with me at this point.

"Post-birth abortion" I think the word you're looking for is "school shooting", big guy.

One of my friends saved petals from all the flowers I sent them in a jar. Another told me they’ve “loved me for fifteen years” Another called me his platonic soulmate and a reason for living. If I ever do romance again, it’s got a high bar to reach, as set by Friendship.

I’ve been such shit about marketing and, as a result, book sales have totally dried up this summer. But I just got a raise and a promotion at my day job. So bills are getting paid. And I’m still working on MORTIFY THE FLESH, which yall are going to love.

URGENT NEED -- James has found a good place to move to next month that will save costs. We need £800 to make the deposit to secure this place for him. Donate directly to James's PayPal @JamesPrescottWriter Or to me via: V: mjweissen C: $mjweissen

I'm dropping preorders for MORTIFY THE FLESH on Thursday. I feel like I've forgotten how to Twitter. If you see this, pls say hi?

FRANKENSTEIN x MAD MAX: FURY ROAD From wheelchair parkour to desert buggy chases, Sotchii stays ahead of danger. But, when her curiosity gets the better of her, investigating rumors of an eco-cult using human lab rats rouses monsters even she can't outrun. (Preorder now!)

Eyeing the questionable eldritch/eldritch/monster triad in MORTIFY THE FLESH.

A woman at the gym where I work talked about my acne so much more than necessary and then asked me to put the hair cap on so she could spray tan. I'm sorry I do not get paid enough to run my fingers through your hair after you just insulted me for five minutes straight.