moon.

hey

So, if anyone actually finds this ever (hopefully not), 

hey. 

And if that someone, the person who is somehow reading this right now, actually knows me in person, knows who I am, or thinks they know who I am, 

please leave. 

I hope that you will listen to me, because I really don't feel like having to talk with anyone about anything that is said in here. That's why I created this. So that I would have a place to put out all of my feelings and thoughts and actions and whatever else I want. I thought that if I did this, it might help me de-stress. Or just to let me breathe. 

So once again, if you think you know me, even if you aren't sure, please leave. I do not need to go around spilling all of my thoughts and feelings to people that I know. 

Now that everyone that shouldn't be here has left (hopefully), let me explain what's going to happen here. This place, this little story or whatever you would like to call it right here, is going to be the place where anything I want goes. My rules. Not yours, not your friends, no one's rules except mine. Not even my parents (mom, dad, if you are reading this -which you shouldn't be, hence everything above- sorry). If I were to listen to my parents than I definitely shouldn't be here, doing this. I should not be writing, I should not be reading on Wattpad, I should not even have an account on Wattpad. But I do. Because I need a place to be my own. At school, I don't talk. At home, someone else is always there. Even in my room I don't have privacy (mom, if you are here, please stop snooping through my belongings and everything. I know you have the right and I know you have no reason to trust me, but I can tell whenever you go through my stuff. So please stop (: ). So I need somewhere to put down all of the many thoughts I have in a day that I can not tell people. Which is why this thing happened. I was just washing the dishes when I kept on thinking of things that I've wanted to say or wanted to tell people but couldn't because I didn't know who to tell. So that's why this is going to be on my terms. 

First, you will not judge for how I write. I can write formally if I want to, I definitely have the grades to prove it, and I can write informally. It may change from day to day, it may not. Who knows. But I know one hundred percent that I am going to be writing how I talk, so if I say "like" or "so" or whatever too many times, I don't care. It's how I talk and you're just going to have to deal with it. 

Second, I don't even know why I'm even publishing this. At first I just wanted a place to write to be hidden from people, but as I've started to write this, I think it's because I want people to many learn from this. Learn from my mistakes so that they'll do better. I know that the first thing that I am going to write after this will be something that I hope everyone who reads this learns from and tries to grow from it, even though it may offend some people, but it's just something that I learned that I think can help so many people. 

Third, based on what the paragraph above states, do not expect me to interact with people. I am writing this for myself, not to make friends (sorry not sorry). I mean, feel free to comment whatever the heck you want but if you a) comment something rude or offensive or something that I just don't like, it will be deleted or b) are expecting a reply, you have come to the wrong place. I may reply to one once in a blue moon if I think it's really important or it's a question that I think should be answered, but most likely not. But still, feel free to comment down your thoughts, opinions, ideas, anything you want, just keep it semi-sweet and we will be good. 

Fourth, this is basically just a freaking journal for me because I hate the action of writing (tried it but still hated it), so if I feel like typing anything from my old handwritten one then I will put a date (month and day) before the thing and probably just a little heads up.

Okay, so that's about it. Remember, this is mostly just for me to be able to clear my head and i have a good feeling that it will work. 

And most of this will be as random as a llama in an ocean.