I look at my previous words I had to describe myself and needless to say, I was horrified. Mystified. I'd even say a little pissed off at my younger self. 
I'm not who I was.
I have grown.
Mentally,
Physically,  ;D
Emotionally,
And most of all,
PSYCHOTICALLY. 

I still dream of worlds where there a decent demons, sarcastic sorceresses, vexed vampires, wary werewolves, and one loathsomely luscious Lucy. 

But I wouldn't even dare dream of a world where my previous work is 'exceptional'.
I promise I'll better my work and myself. But not just for my own benefit (though it is for me just a little), but for those who are patient enough to read my stories, follow me & my plots, as well as help me by giving a little bit of CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. * ♥ Btw, I adore all of you sweet little lovelies who stuck it out for me ♥ *

Now that all of the serious business has been stated, anybody have a White Russian I can borrow? ;P