@Elite_Trash
As of today, I have decided that after I finish I’m No Superman, I will not continue to write. I came here because of my love of wrestling and the wrestlers but, because of all the news and allegations that have come out recently, my love is dying. These are dark and disappointing times in the wrestling world and I will not support pro-wrestling or its wrestlers if something doesn’t change.
A million percent honest, I don’t know what to do anymore. Here or anywhere. I posted on October that’s I’d be taking a break and at the time I thought it’d only be a month or so that’d I’d be gone, obviously that didn’t happen. It’s now fucking March and i still don’t have the inspiration or interest to write much. I started a new job in December and have had a lot on my mind but for the past few months I haven’t had a worthy thought in my mind, not one that I can remember at least. Nothing seems important to me anymore, and I don’t know how to get out of this shitty rut I’ve been in. (If you have any suggestions pleassseeee give me anything, I’ll try anything) I might try to post on my gif book again to get the juices flowing again and get me interested in something again but, I’m not sure it’ll work. Though it can’t hurt to try.
It really sucks that I don’t even want to write in my actual fanfic books anymore and I really really want to get back into it but every time I got to write, nothing happens. I’ve had about enough of that. I’m going to try to get back into doing things I enjoy even if it might take me a while. But like I said, I’m going to try to post in my gif book before anything else for now.
Lots of love
Published my Joey Ryan gif chapters in March, they have now been found and deemed mature content by Wattpad.
Thank you internet.
See you later, be back soon. ❤️
I’m not bored with wrestling, I’m bored with the fans of wrestling.
Spooktober is supposed to be a chill time of year where I watch the Halloweentown movies and get ready to get fatter for the holidays. I don’t need stupid people who use me ruining this time of year for me.
It’s eastbum 30 o’clock here in New York and the family I don’t talk to be texting me asking if I’ve got plans tomorrow night. I don’t but I don’t want to babysit and I’m too young to go do anything fun.
Reminder:
Some people shouldn’t be allowed to drive.
Shits scary as fuck.
Sitting in a parking lot, watching people just do their thing and have witnessed almost 3 accidents in the last ten minutes.
Go humans!
Listen WWE, if you want to sell shirts, let Kyle O’Reilly have his own shirt. I mean I wouldn’t be mad.