y’all know in all the teen movies when that One Kid would come back after summer break just completely different and everyone’s like “oh my god who is that?” yeah well that’s what i’m doing.

for those of you who don’t know me my name’s meg (i will also answer to m or m.r.) my pronouns are she/her and i’m 30. i’m a nanny so my days are spent watching cocomelon and blippi while trying to write without the tiny human closing my laptop and saying “no. done” but i’m slowly but surely trying to build up a routine

because of the aforementioned job, i love making friends because i need adult interaction every day or i might go insane. so please reach out i’m excited to hear from you! my only caveat is no minors please (you are free to follow but i am not comfortable interacting)

i have multiple disabilities (cerebral palsy and photosensitive epilepsy) and would love to connect with other disabled writers

these are a few of my favorite things: - taylor swift - fantasy fairytale retellings - disney (specifically hercules but i am a certified Disney Adult) - YA fantasy - american football (go bills) - anything (book, movie, tv show) with a hot villain for me to fall in love with that makes people say “hey um. are you okay?”

hope to reconnect with old friends and make some new ones!

so i uh

yup

you wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

i’m in the home stretch of this draft and to celebrate i’m gonna give y’all a little snippet

hey y’all! so i am not in fact dead. i’m doing relatively okay, life is rough but it’s getting better.

my mom is 100% cancer free, my sister is pregnant with her fourth baby, i turned 30, and everything shitty from last year just sort of faded away

i also!!! am very close to finishing the first draft of my current wip!! i’m not going to reveal too much about it publicly (i did share an aesthetic- see my last post) but i am super excited and in love with it

i hope everyone is doing well and i hope to talk to yall soon 💕

"“You could never hurt me,” I whisper. It’s an empty promise and we both know it, and yet we both cling to it. “Please, Maddox. I need to see your eyes.”

Need to see the inky darkness that is so unlike the icy depths of Zephyr’s eyes.

Need to forget everything, if even for only a moment.

Need to be suspended in time.

Need to drown."