concrete - dreamnap

oh?

uhm, hey!

wow! thanks for five point eight thousand reads? oh my god! what the hell!

anyways, if you couldn't guess by the fact that this update is THREE ENTIRE YEARS LATER, i will definitely not be finishing this.

it was a cringe story and i'm so happy to admit that. in all honesty i was a kid who was stuck in her room at 12 years old with nothing to do! i also don't even like dream or george anymore lowkey... fandom got weird, and the ccs got weird. can't lie i am not a dream OR george supporter (i miss caitibugzz.) also all of the wilbur stuff? oh my god? (we shouldve known because although ycgma and miwb were BEAUTIFUL there's some lyrics in there that i understand a little deeper now...)

well this is it. thanks for giving a 12 year old with a really weird dream and too much time in her room some happiness. i'm not a part of this fandom anymore but i still remember how it felt to be a part and all of the happiness that it gave me. number forty on a hashtag (no matter how small it is) is kind of crazy. thanks for that and i wonder if anyone will read this in 2025. and if ya do, i also used to post on tiktok (@ billzosolos, shameless plug. went viral there too. i was a wild child.) maybe i'll post something more. it certainly won't be dream smp related but if i ever do i hope the same people reading this can find me again.

i'm really only writing this because i'm watching a george clarkey and arthurtv "we read fanfics about ourselves" youtube video and it inspired me to come back and give some closure to this.

shoutout to that one fanfic where dream was a serial killer and he kidnapped george or something like that. i still think about that from time to time. can't remember the name but it was peak.

and flowers from 1970. i fully believe if that wasn't a dnf fanfic it would've gone so much farther in the world. i hope the writer is well.

and to whoever wrote that one f1-style racing dnf fanfic which im currently forgetting the name of, i hope you're well too. we were all kids stuck in our rooms with a little too much free time.

and to all those who wrote fanfics, no matter how cringe they are, you made someone's day a bit better. you gave someone that sense of love in their life through reading. thank you.

and to whoever's reading this i hope you're also well. my entire world's done about 1000 loops in the past five years and it's so insane to look back on and see everything that's happened. the world's getting pretty scary right now but we'll get through it. no matter how long the tunnel is, there's always a light at the end of it. i hope you've made it out of whatever tunnels you were in. and if you're still driving through yours, even though it might look like there's no end to it, you'll find one. it could be a few turns and roundabouts away but you'll see it eventually. i believe in ya :)

so thanks for everything. thanks for giving me this small platform i had. thanks to giving my slightly stupid twelve year old self a sliver of hope in the ever-spinning world around her. she can't wait to get an autism diagnosis. or a girlfriend. although i've got neither so im unsure as to why thats important. thanks to everyone who's still got their wattpad accounts five years later and is probably in the same situation i'm in; reminiscing on the old memories and realising just how cringe we were. but we were young, we were free, and we were happy. i hope the path life takes you on is a good one. 

and finally, thanks to the lovers, the dreamers, and you.

be kind and do good things.

from aezielia (i can't exactly remember how my username is spelled)