Dead Account

*Logs into hellsite in the year of 2024*
          So how about that weather

HI HOW ARE YOU 

Happy Easter, Folks!

Happy New Year!

Merry Christmas everyone. You all take care this holiday season.

To anyone who dealt with spam from a follow thing:
          I unfollowed most accounts, regretted it for a second because I was changing this place instead of preserving the time capsule, and then finally went through with it.
          Apologies for any inconvenience.

This account is only 4 years old, which is pretty damn unfortunate considering how I wish I could pin my unlikable personality on being a dumb stupid kid lmao.
          
          Anyways, this post will also end up aging poorly and make me feel immense regret later, but may as well post it! I do a lot of reading on here, to the point of considering writing if only because seeing people note flaws or shortcomings makes me want to run my own spin on things. I don’t have very much time though and busy myself with other hobbies (my reading rate on here has plummeted). 
          It’s wild to think about how much I’ve grown, I’m sure you’ve all grown too. Sure we’re still here on Wattpad of all places, but at least some of you lot are happy, hopefully... maybe. I’ve drifted out of touch from the general culture of things on here, though it doesn’t quite change even as time marches onwards. It all stays very familiar, with the changes mainly just being the fandoms. This place recently had an anniversary, cheers to everyone and Wattpad; A Time Capsule of Teenage Culture and Energy.

My birthday is upcoming, not that anyone was wondering because my account is pretty much dead :)

One good thing about the lockdown is that if I ever get back to reading on here, then at least I don’t have to worry about offline downloads, which I’d dint even have to worry about before wattpad added premium and was a weenie about it.

I hate seeing my 100+ notifications of people replying to my comments, I make my own bones invert, and seeing people agree with tasteless “wow I sure do think I’m funny” comments hurts me on so many levels. Seeing all my previous phases brings me such an extreme pain that I cannot even begin to properly describe.