lemonlin

Your breath hitches as you swallow thickly, your exhale coming out shaky. "Hnnng," you groan, your fingers tugging at your hair and entangling themselves in the thin strands. You want to scream but it's caught in your throat, teeth grinding as you suck in yet another shallow breath. "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO POST DRAWINGS ON DREAMWIDTH," you loudly exclaim, slumping in your chair. Letting that out felt good. "AAAAAAARGHHFGDFGSS." You gently loosen your white knuckled fist, patting your hair back to its original shape. "What even is the name dreamwidth? A dumb name, that's what. I always say bandwidth and then regret my life decisions," you mutter to yourself, rubbing your finger absentmindedly on the ridge between two keys. God you hate navigating new websites.