Leigh 🫢👋
@leighllbealright.bsky.social
"Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and see what we can find?"
Reader, Writer, Yapper, Genx
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Reader, Writer, Yapper, Genx
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@leighllbealright.bsky.social
· Feb 27
A HANDFUL OF LITTLE THINGS TO READ THAT I'VE WRITTEN:
“I always wanted to write a song about home and loving England…”
a tribute to home 😭 like our own little palaces 😭 what if i kms😭
December 6, 2025 at 6:19 AM
“I always wanted to write a song about home and loving England…”
I’m literally flirting about Trader Joe’s. Stop.
December 5, 2025 at 2:00 AM
I’m literally flirting about Trader Joe’s. Stop.
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Just me and my one friend who thinks I’m hilarious. #ThanksgivingswithLeri
November 27, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Just me and my one friend who thinks I’m hilarious. #ThanksgivingswithLeri
9 out of 10 voice notes to Keri end by me saying, “I don’t know. It’s awful. It’s dumb. Don’t say anything. I love you bye”
@larrysmomfics.bsky.social
#Leri-ingOnMain
@larrysmomfics.bsky.social
#Leri-ingOnMain
November 30, 2025 at 6:15 PM
9 out of 10 voice notes to Keri end by me saying, “I don’t know. It’s awful. It’s dumb. Don’t say anything. I love you bye”
@larrysmomfics.bsky.social
#Leri-ingOnMain
@larrysmomfics.bsky.social
#Leri-ingOnMain
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fine line literally sends me to space i’ll always talk about what a masterpiece it is
November 27, 2025 at 5:35 PM
fine line literally sends me to space i’ll always talk about what a masterpiece it is
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He’s literally two avocados tall
November 27, 2025 at 5:42 PM
He’s literally two avocados tall
“I got legs, Lou. Legs for daaaaayyys.” He shakes his hips wantonly. “Legs,” he stomps. “For,” he stomps again. “Days!” He pushes off the handle of the cart until his feet lift off the floor, swinging them backwards and forwards. “And I’m fast! Suuuuuper fast!”
November 27, 2025 at 3:00 PM
“I got legs, Lou. Legs for daaaaayyys.” He shakes his hips wantonly. “Legs,” he stomps. “For,” he stomps again. “Days!” He pushes off the handle of the cart until his feet lift off the floor, swinging them backwards and forwards. “And I’m fast! Suuuuuper fast!”
I was far too excited about this, and thus should not be at all surprised that I spent today scrapping most of those 2,000 words (sigh) to replace four scenes involving three different characters with a FaceTime fight with Gemma.
Plus les choses changent, plus elles restent les mêmes…
Plus les choses changent, plus elles restent les mêmes…
I wrote a bit over 2,000 words last weekend. Not a lot, but about 1,700 more words than I’ve written since July.
I haven’t gone this long without writing since I started AITGA in September 2023. It feels super weird. I keep thinking it’s just a few weeks. Until I realize it’s almost December. 😳
I haven’t gone this long without writing since I started AITGA in September 2023. It feels super weird. I keep thinking it’s just a few weeks. Until I realize it’s almost December. 😳
November 23, 2025 at 1:49 AM
I was far too excited about this, and thus should not be at all surprised that I spent today scrapping most of those 2,000 words (sigh) to replace four scenes involving three different characters with a FaceTime fight with Gemma.
Plus les choses changent, plus elles restent les mêmes…
Plus les choses changent, plus elles restent les mêmes…
Reposted by Leigh 🫢👋
Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?
November 23, 2025 at 1:31 AM
Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?
The Aquarian inability to not lose the AirPods.
November 21, 2025 at 4:43 AM
The Aquarian inability to not lose the AirPods.
Ummmm … Keri @larrysmomfics.bsky.social tagged me. I’m finally writing a little bit. Here’s a teeny tiny unbeta’d piece from the as of yet untitled silent retreat fic, and let this serve as a bit of accountability that I’ll one day finish it.
November 19, 2025 at 5:35 AM
Ummmm … Keri @larrysmomfics.bsky.social tagged me. I’m finally writing a little bit. Here’s a teeny tiny unbeta’d piece from the as of yet untitled silent retreat fic, and let this serve as a bit of accountability that I’ll one day finish it.
And with its arrival, the gc loses its mind….
November 17, 2025 at 9:37 PM
And with its arrival, the gc loses its mind….
GC talking about the absurdity of the 5-year plan, and I realize mine looks like:
I’d like to be alive.
I’d like my son to be alive.
I’d like my cats to be alive.
I’d like to go out to dinner occasionally.
It would be nice if the United States still existed.
I’d like to be alive.
I’d like my son to be alive.
I’d like my cats to be alive.
I’d like to go out to dinner occasionally.
It would be nice if the United States still existed.
November 16, 2025 at 7:28 PM
GC talking about the absurdity of the 5-year plan, and I realize mine looks like:
I’d like to be alive.
I’d like my son to be alive.
I’d like my cats to be alive.
I’d like to go out to dinner occasionally.
It would be nice if the United States still existed.
I’d like to be alive.
I’d like my son to be alive.
I’d like my cats to be alive.
I’d like to go out to dinner occasionally.
It would be nice if the United States still existed.
Last fall, tucked into the days between a devastating election and my mom dying, I got this tattooed on my cubital fossa as my own weird kind of little anchor and I can’t believe I missed it’s birthday. I still can only listen to this song with my eyes closed.
November 15, 2025 at 3:29 PM
Last fall, tucked into the days between a devastating election and my mom dying, I got this tattooed on my cubital fossa as my own weird kind of little anchor and I can’t believe I missed it’s birthday. I still can only listen to this song with my eyes closed.
Reposted by Leigh 🫢👋
Reposted by Leigh 🫢👋
Should prolly start a Tales from Trader Joe’s series atp, but today I saw an elderly woman in a ankle length velvet cape with torn crocheted trim and I texted @larrysmomfics.bsky.social bc it felt so super witchy, but then I got the mystery bag box and ended up with this?!🪄🔮🧹🍋🌻
November 9, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Should prolly start a Tales from Trader Joe’s series atp, but today I saw an elderly woman in a ankle length velvet cape with torn crocheted trim and I texted @larrysmomfics.bsky.social bc it felt so super witchy, but then I got the mystery bag box and ended up with this?!🪄🔮🧹🍋🌻
How is everyone figuring out their exact bsky anniversary? 🥺
November 9, 2025 at 5:40 PM
How is everyone figuring out their exact bsky anniversary? 🥺
I wrote a bit over 2,000 words last weekend. Not a lot, but about 1,700 more words than I’ve written since July.
I haven’t gone this long without writing since I started AITGA in September 2023. It feels super weird. I keep thinking it’s just a few weeks. Until I realize it’s almost December. 😳
I haven’t gone this long without writing since I started AITGA in September 2023. It feels super weird. I keep thinking it’s just a few weeks. Until I realize it’s almost December. 😳
November 6, 2025 at 4:55 AM
I wrote a bit over 2,000 words last weekend. Not a lot, but about 1,700 more words than I’ve written since July.
I haven’t gone this long without writing since I started AITGA in September 2023. It feels super weird. I keep thinking it’s just a few weeks. Until I realize it’s almost December. 😳
I haven’t gone this long without writing since I started AITGA in September 2023. It feels super weird. I keep thinking it’s just a few weeks. Until I realize it’s almost December. 😳
Today I had to drive past Malibu, and on the way home, passed the turn off for Topanga Canyon (AITGA), the three Harry Styles Album houses in Santa Monica, took Pico Blvd back east, where I passed the pretend sites of Canyon Moon Preschool and Lou's apt (AITGA), and the real sites of the cemetary...
November 4, 2025 at 11:02 PM
Today I had to drive past Malibu, and on the way home, passed the turn off for Topanga Canyon (AITGA), the three Harry Styles Album houses in Santa Monica, took Pico Blvd back east, where I passed the pretend sites of Canyon Moon Preschool and Lou's apt (AITGA), and the real sites of the cemetary...
November 4, 2025 at 5:13 PM
When my irl life starts to poke me in the face to remind me about my fanfic writing life…😹
November 4, 2025 at 3:12 AM
When my irl life starts to poke me in the face to remind me about my fanfic writing life…😹
OH AND ALSO! It’s finally Pumpkin Pancake Mix season again and nothing says “sorry, I love you, but I can’t say it out loud because I’m an idiot” than an anonymous gift of enough pancake mix to last until March.
October 26, 2025 at 11:45 PM
OH AND ALSO! It’s finally Pumpkin Pancake Mix season again and nothing says “sorry, I love you, but I can’t say it out loud because I’m an idiot” than an anonymous gift of enough pancake mix to last until March.