hi :D
um, this is awkward but hello again.
please don't be a uncommunicative reader
(You can start the story now unless you want to hear me encouraging you to write comments because I know yall get disinterested in a sec)
a single comment from you guys, whether compliments or criticism helps me so so much. it allows me to recall the reason I began writing and I know that not a lot of people might like my style or that there is not enough of this kind of work, but that's the reason I started this. I was always so detached from people and wanted to see others people's lives and I thought that books might help me. and the fact that people approve of my work means a lot to me. So please take a minute of your time to write a comment. I dont need the follows or votes, it dosent help me a lot, but the comments really do :)
thank you if you read till here. Hope you appreciate the story
comment or ill slap your knees
YOU ARE READING
life is still going on
Poetrya book which you might relate to written eloquently with my limited vocabulary a book where the feelings i didn't know i felt were translated into habits and now will be written into words. because that's communication for me.
