Hanging Out With The Author

I missed this...

It's been a while since i talked to you all, and i honestly feel so miserable for it... I ignored this pathetic work, but i am still sort of here, i guess... I updated on my other book and to be totaly honest i feel bad for not saving up 3 minutes of my life to write at least a paragraph...

But here i am, though... I am in french class and i am bored beyond belief. I need food. I need sleeep. I need water. I need freedom. Get me out of this poisonous Hell hole. Holy criminy Jesus Christ! Why do we need school??

Oof. All this talk about school got me a little messed up... It always does... I am so bipolar. I start all poetic and romantic and shit and here i am making school holy (by cursing the Hell out of it).

My (girl)friend is looking over my shoulder as i write this (hey SophiaConstantinescu! How you doin?😎)

I'm an idiot, and proud of it. You can't go and tell me other ways. I won't believe you. I actually don't know whom the fück I'm supposed to believe... My head telling me that I'm stupid, or my friends / family telling me that I'm smart.

Let me tell you something. In class i space out as i look at my colleagues answering questions while using the fanciest words and i wonder what it's like to have a working brain cell...

Another (and probably the best) thing that has happened to me in these horrendous week was probably the presence of my sweetheart. Sje kept me going and i thank thee for beind there.

Ok this was time taking. Imma go now, but see ya later❤ love y'all