♥︎-Hazey & Maya-♥︎

guys... It's me. I'm so sososososooooooo sorryyyyyyyyyyyy T^T
          
          I forgot my password and somehow I'm logged off, now I have a new account I'm soooo so sosossossossososooooooooooo sorrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

My other stories are gonna have to wait, the scripts I made somehow vanished, good thing I have copies. 

I haven't addressed this properly but thank you all for reading, supporting and liking my story. 
          
          It's an honor to have you all as my viewers. 
          
          I don't think I've done an introduction of myself before but I'll do one soon! 
          
          But anyway, I truly appreciate you all and the support, I promise to make new parts of the stories I'm making, two posts or probably just one. Than you, love you all sincerely<3

I got hit by a fucking crowbar

Don't forget to eat and drink water! :D
          You are loved and important 

Random message to all the people who are dealing with problems such as self harm, suicidal thoughts, etc. 
          
          Please believe in yourself, your body nor do you don't deserve the pain you're putting. I deal with these kind of problems too. In any means, if you would wanna talk about it, I'm here. Strangers or not, I'm still gonna help even if I know it doesn't do much. I'm not forcing you to vent or speak up but if you ever want someone to talk to, I'm here. You DO matter, you ARE loved, you ARE cared for, you deserve EVERYTHING. 
          
          By any means, you don't have to be forced into stuff you don't want. It's okay to be clean, it's okay to be yourself, it's okay to be weird, everyone's perfect especially you. 
          
          I wish I could have my innocence back—
          
          You are loved, don't forget that<3

Writing a script is so fucking hard, I've been at my desk trying to write a script about my new story. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. 
          
          Uhh, some of my stories will be discontinued because my notebook had gotten stolen and every script, every word, every line was there. Now I gotta make a new lore about it, I need to restart everything by scratch. 

I love being told what to do—WHO THE FUCK SAID THAT? Not me, it's probably the... wind......... 

the fact that I'm writing a story and crying is just so diabolical. 
          
          I'm not posting it, it's complicated and is kinda sad, I don't want to make people sad. 

Y'all, the doctor said I'll be able to get healed soon when I rest my arm for another day. 
          
          YIPPPIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
          
          I'm using one hand to tupe and it's fucking hatf