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Update 1/15/2023

Jesus Crackers, can ya'll believe that we're still at this! It's been so long since I've ventured into these regions with the intention of posting here again! I'm hoping for a warm welcome back, but either way, hope to see old friends and meet new ones! (OG BFFF ROBIN0203 YOU STILL TAKE 1ST PLACE!)

Anyway, hey guys, long time way no see! I'm back, for sure this time lol, with new fandoms, new works for old fandoms, and hopefully a new writing style as I've grown. Maybe, maybe not, we'll both find out. Please be nice, friends, I'm a newbie in old territory and write what my muse creates for me, whether my characterizations of certain well loved maybe not so well known individuals might be a bit off.

When writing for Supernatural, I tend to deviate to the Angels, and try to incorporate the Lore aspects they have into their personalities and how they present themselves. Most of them are Original Characters, in regards to the Angels and some Archangels, I hope they don't come off as sues of either flavor.

Raphael is my guy. I love that dude. Most if not all of my Supernatural fics tend to star him in some variety because theres just SO MUCH UNTOUCHED POTENTIAL FOR HIS CHARACTER! My version of him is in the image of Donnie Finnerman.

Uh, I'm not sure what else to say at the moment in regards to whats to come.

I do need some help though ya'll.

"I'm At The End Of My Rope"

I know I've posted one of these here before, I made a lot of people worry when I did so, so I think it's probably best if I post another that I give a bit of an explanation. The embarrassment of having to reach out and ask for help in such a manner is on par with the reason itself. The year ended with a bang for me but not in the way a year should. I had to take a leave of absence from work for a time due to my, then, steadily deteriorating mental health. It's a slow fall, a darkness that slowly but surely creeps into your world view until at long last the remaining shimmers of sunlight are nothing more but cold, all consuming darkness so dense you can't see your own hand before your own eyes. My family doesn't know the true extent of how bad things had gotten through that period, heck up until this moment they didn’t even know I took a leave of absence, the fact that I was out of work for a period would’ve heavily outweighed the reasons why. And why would they? When their response last time was “you’re not asking for help, you’re asking for money, you’re panhandling!” and “Do you know how embarrassing this is for me!” and best of all “You won’t work because you’re sad!” (Oh, yes, they'll deny until they're blue in the face, but those are exact quotes.) My response to the person who would make such statements is: “Do you know what it's like to want to die? To uncap that bottle of Valium you just got refilled, down the entire thing, lay back against your pillows, and let Fate take over?” Depression isn’t just sadness, not for some people, for some it means not wanting to be alive anymore. It’s hard to explain that to someone who pretends they understand when they really don’t and don’t want to stop and listen to you try and explain it in the best way you can. That is the sadness that sometimes keeps me from being able to function like an ordinary human being and causes me to miss work every now and then. Thankfully, this time my body was already used to a higher dose that’s taken regularly, all that happened was I was knocked out for a good time before resurfacing. Things aren't better, that's a bit of a ways off, but I am steady now. I applied for short term disability for the time I was out of work on my leave, and though I did meet the requirements, the benefits are paid out to full time employees only. Ultimately, this led to my short term disability claim being denied, because I’m part time. The amount listed is for my rent, what’s due to bring me current once more and back into good standing, back into a stable living situation without fear of losing it. Any help is more than appreciated and I'm always forever thankful. I love you all, more than I can verbalize and express.

Posted on my tumblr page. Here - its pinned on my tumblr under the name thisextensiveuniverse, a gofundme, anything helps!

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FANFICTION- UNITED NATIONS!! Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? WTF!? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it!! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!!: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan (USA), NaraTemari011 (Puerto Rico), Lala girl in Lalaland (USA), Kakashi Forever (England), ChiyoChiyamamoto (USA), Crazy-Monkey13 (USA) Mittensx7768 (USA), Darkness Incarnated (USA), monkeygirl77 (USA).

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What I think life is about...

Life isn't about what you wore to school or what kind of car you drove or who your friends were. Life is what you decide to make it, its yours and yours alone. Don't let anybody tell you that you won't make it and your not good enough. Because if they say it then they don't know you at all. Your powerful and incredible! Your a force to reckon with when your minds set, your emotional and lovable! Your extraordinary, not simple, but unique.

Its your life to create or destroy. But you only get one chance and its yours to take!

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There once was a girl who was sad, and not the type of sad that you can cure. She would wake up in the morning and look in the mirror and cry. She wouldn't eat because she though she was fat, she wouldn't talk cause she thought she sounded like a boy, and she wouldn't be friends because she thought she was ugly. She was made fun of everyday because she turned herself into a loner

One day she didn't show up to school and people didn't even notice. Later that day the principle came over the loudspeaker and said she wouldn't be returning. She was up in heaven making friends with Jesus. Nobody knew who the girl was but they knew that she was finally happy.

If you read that and it reminds you of anyone, then you should try and get them help. People are unique and shouldn't have to feel that way!

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