sofiaviolet | (no subject)

So now I have a character living in my head who likes to write his twisted, give-you-nightmares novels with a glass of liquor beside him and the equivalent of a Lisa Frank notebook in front of him. (His best friend/roommate/other half buys all his notebooks. The first ultra-girly notebook was an accident, but now it's Jack's real preference to have ballerina bunnies and shit wrapped around his words.)