I've honestly been freaking out about how to keep on writing this book. Like I have so many ideas in my head but none seem good enough.And also like why most of YALL NOT VOTE FOR MY STORY. Like, come on don't be silent readers man. I want to keep writing but sometimes I don't know if people are actually liking it so PLEASE VOTE OR LEAVE COMMENTS.
I'm still going to keep updating and I'm going to finish this book cause like I hate it when people write a book and I love it but they never finish it.
So I get y'all.
But like seriously, I have almost, like, 100 drafts that I've never published cause I'm a fucking quitter. Like I'm a dumb bitch.
But I might, MIGHT, start actually publishing some of my stories (don't expect much I'm still trash 🗑) and like try to improve my writing. ✍️Let me tell y'all, I've been planning to write other fanfics like:
-On my block
- Elite
-The scorch Trails
-The walking Dead
-Fear the Walking Dead
-The breakfast club
—The outsiders
And other Fanfics and like I don't know if I should do it cause I feel like that's just going to stress my lazy ass out. I have other stories that I've made and feel like publishing because it's a lot easier to write your own books than fanfics in my opinion.
Because you don't have to like copy every single word they say on the show or movie, that really bugs me, but yeah.
Don't know why I'm saying this shit, cause it's no like anyone cares but once again I'm bored so oh 🐳
Anyways, I've been jobless for like a month now and ITS PISSING ME OFF.
Where I live there's like a bunch of little places and I feel like I applied to every place I could and still nothing.
I'm starting to feel like their racist cause they always be hiring the white kids and not people of color. That's why I hate it here, so boring and the people piss me off.
I doesn't help that I have my mom in my ear telling me that I'm a loser like:
YOU ARE READING
My Euphoria || FEZCO ❤️
FanfictionAdelia Cortez was never a shy girl. She liked to party, get drunk have hookups (on occasion). She love the feeling of everyone's eyes on her as she walked into a room. She craved attention and lusted for love. She never felt fully satisfied when she...