I haven't written in a long time because I don't have anything else to say,I mean I managed to reach the goal of this book,but I feel like there's more to say at the same time. What am I missing? Am I too insecure about who I am to continue? I've gained fans from this book,yet something is missing. Maybe I haven't found love to make me feel complete,or maybe cause I feel like no one cares because I barely get feedback.
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My Life
Non-FictionJust a book about who I am. And mostly my emotions, so yeah, some boring things that no one cares about, but I'm writing this book to make me feel better. :\
