OMG...
I can't believe that I made this story a year ago.
And I haven't been updating for almost a month because I'm so busy and tired to write and my phone became so shitty that I don't like to use it for writing and my parents dislike and were furious of me buying a phone for myself despite using my own hard earned money so I'm quite irritated of them. I guess the rebellion stage? At my age? Hahahahahah...
Well I'm quite sad for not being able to use it for myself and it was just withering little by little in my wallet because I have to help them in many little things to buy for our home and use some for myself.
Maybe if I ever got my ideal phone to use I'll be able to write while at work...
Adulthood is hard and there's no stepping back and it wasn't even our choice to become an adult in society and they expect us to become a good adult even if we aren't ready and there are things that hinders us to become a good adult.
Some may relate, "I have no choice but to keep getting up and be alive for the next day."
That's my everyday chant to keep going. It's lame but that's the reality that I'm facing.
But I wouldn't like to add "and for what?" To it I'm afraid I'll become more depress and disappointed of what I've been doing in my life
Well for now I have to do something to make myself happy for a little bit.
Hope you excuse this little venting of mine. Hahhaha
Thank you for reading this story.
I will be updating soon.
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FanfictionCale Thames Henituse, the only child of Count Deruth Henituse and Countess Jour Henituse, was solely grieving infront of his mother's grave. And someone got behind him, grabbing his little shoulders and shaking him. "Hey, I thought we'll be having t...
