My name is Atlantica. I live in the lushy green forests of the PNW. I know all the super secret spots, and at some point I’ll be sharing them here. I’m a writer. I’ve been writing since before I could even spell properly. I’m an indie author who writes both fiction and nonfiction. I’m a psychology major, English major, and neuroscience minor. Working toward that doctorate. I’m a HUGEEEE environmentalist advocate. NOT INTO corporations gaining individual rights and being able to buy up our water while taking resources away from everyday people. I’m married and very much in love. I used to think love died or was lost or was never real. I genuinely over-intellectualized love for so long that I thought I would never experience it the way other people seemed to. However, I actually fell in love, and now I’m this mushy, almost unrecognizable version of myself (imagine I am just lying to myslef right now).
I told you my credcials. I told you my hobbies. What else is there????????
Do I tell you that I am lowkey a baddie?
ok bye.