I just randomly discovered Wattpad today. I'm just sort of getting into short story writing, though I've journaled/written/etc. since I could hold a pen. When I was young I stapled paper together and drew pictures of aliens and loch ness monsters and kittens and puppies that were all best friends and had hippie names like "Peace," "Sunshine," and "Heartsong." The last one, of course, named after a Dolly Parton song that my mom really loved. I've grown since those days, but I still have those old little booklets I made. Now I stew over short stories and hate myself while I try desperately to write well and then as an artist, I hate everything I do and curse my need to write. 

More about me:

1. I'm severely bitter toward the rest of humanity.
2. I strive to make others laugh.
3. I'm a pretentious brat.
4. I don't care if I offend you, because it isn't my intention, and I feel like that matters more than your fragile feelings. I won't intentionally be nasty, but I will not censor myself.
5. You'll know what I care about by the level of passion I put behind it. I write very often about things I hate because I have a lot of passion in my hatred for things.
6. I have a boyfriend on the opposite end of the world for me who is also a writer. He gets annoyed because I'm a writer and I don't tend to admit that. I call myself an editor that dabbles in writing. He says I was meant to write. Who knows for sure?
7. I live in a college dorm room at 22. My 18-year-old roommate is a Roman Catholic, and I am an agnostic. Somehow? It works surprisingly well.