BreaisInsanelydark
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Bye Guys, Writing just doesn't seem to be the thing for me. I suppose I'm going to stick to art. If you did enjoy the chapters I've written so far, then thank you. I'm sorry for not sticking with it. Everything is just seeming to be sticking it's head into the mud. First, my mom, she might have cancer again ontop of everything this world has thrown at us. Second, my girlfriend has so many issues with her parents and her health that I'm always on my toes. Third, me. I'm a straight up mess, my dads moved away again and I won't be able to watch my baby sister grow and my joints are getting worse. Each movement I make feels like I'm getting little nails stabbed in my joints. Doctors won't do shit either. Life is hell, that's all their is to say.