Now I have this story that I was planning to write, but the more I think about it, the more I'm putting it off, because I know that I can't write like other people so I know that people won't read it, and if they do they won't continue it, like all my other books... and if I start something original, my friend will steal the idea, and then she'll get all the reads, so I'm not going to be writing any other books for a while, I'm not going to be writing until I feel motivated, because right now I don't feel worth writing for people... I always feel this way... I'm not even going to say sorry, because I know you won't care, because I'm just this sad person who needs to have something to do... Hope you find someone who is awesome at writing and I hope you love there books, and I know I just said that I'm not going to say sorry, but I'm sorry that I couldn't be an awesome writer that doesn't blow your mind... but my mind works different... My mind thinks about if there is different worlds or if our last selves are still living, and all that, I think about the impossible... I can't think about pretend people doing things that I would love to do or love to be...
But luckily I have a mind that's makes me. Me... Really, that's all I wanted to say. And I'm not going to be writing for a while.. and a while might be a month, or even a year. For the last time for a while.
Hope you're lovin it. ❤️❤️❤️
Bye
