Hey uh I don't know if my school friends found this place. If you did and you are indeed that school friend, good for you.
Haven't been updating in a while because of school and other things. Over these few months I simultaneously have been getting better and worse. It balances out so perfectly that I have nothing left to feel, really. I can't tell whether or not my depression is getting better or worse, so maybe it's a good thing? It doesn't matter anymore. This is most likely a discontinued series. Thanks for sticking around. I may pick it back up if I ever want to post something here, but I never feel like my poems or short stories are good enough for publishing. One day, perhaps but that "One day" is many a days off. Until then, I guess. Its 3 in the morning and I'm crying over daddy issues (both the literal term and the song) its cold im hungry who cares we should all go to sleep and die.
Audrey if you're reading this, Hey :) Don't fucking expose me, especially the rape poem i have :) I would rather most people not know :)
