wow, hi. it's been a couple of years since my cringy teenage brain decided to make this... thing. it's also been a while since i have opened my wattpad account, and it has given me the opportunity to reflect on just how tragically basic this story i wrote is. obviously, at the time i thought it was the shit, and to some it might still be. but now, i lowkey hate it. i just keep it up because it has so many reads.
but cringing at your past work is a sign of growth--a saying i stand by (somewhat). so, i have just left this message to warn new readers that might come across this randomly in the 'humor' tag, or my friends that found my account and decided to revel in my cringeworthy writing, that this "story" is a creation of my 13-year old brain and is definitely not the best i can do (although the stats say otherwise). i hope to be able to keep writing if i just remember to actually open my wattpad account. have to start reading again first but i'll get around to that (i hope).
also, the plot of this is annoyingly unrealistic and it just goes to show how wattpad stories ruined my view on the idea of love and relationships permanently. seriously, i cannot stress enough how much of a burden the expectations and wrong ideas have been to carry and deal with. take it from me to never read too many young adult/teen fic on this godforsaken site and pick up some classics instead. please.
that's it lol. have a good day and stay hydrated!
YOU ARE READING
Eccentrically
Humorhighest ranking : #262 in "humor" « 08.19.16 » "He-" "HELP OH MY GOSH A GUY BROKE INTO MY HOUSE AND- AH!" "What the- WHO IS THIS!?" When Ivy decides to prank call an unknown number which just so happened to belong to an overly sassy boy... well, you...
