I'm sorry if people liked my stories.. I hate myself because I made a promise to keep up with all of my stories. I never have the time or positive mind when trying to sit down and put words on the page. Maybe I'll come back when I finish the stories. Maybe I'll come back in a year. Maybe I'll have people on here who want me back. Maybe I'll never come back. Maybe people wont even notice or care. Things change. I hope everyone on here has a great life because all of you matter so much to me. You all are such creative, amazing people.