Jameson Cage

Thanks for commenting on Soul Stealer, adding it to your reading list, and for the follow. It means a lot you took the time. I hope you continue to enjoy the book!

Thanks for commenting on Red. It means a lot you took the time. I hope you continue to enjoy the book!

Thanks for adding Red to your reading list. I hope you enjoy it!

honestly this will probably be the most well written story I will ever write. So if you just wait to read it it would really mean a lot to me. https://www.wattpad.com/story/140777499

I’m working on this new story and I think it’s going to be my best one yet. I want to finish at least pt 1 before uploading it. But it’s seriously giving me inspiration for all my other stories so expect those soon 

Which story would you guys like to see me update first?

I really want to keep updating all my stories but I am having trouble finding the motivation to do so. I get all these notifications saying people have added them to their libraries and whatnot and I want to publish things for you guys but I sit down and I just can not get myself to actually take my ideas and write them down. Maybe it’s because I want to make it perfect or some other stupid insecurity; but I just wanted to apologize to everyone 

Thank you so much for adding my story to your reading list!! It means so much ❤️

So I got a couple of messages recently if I had meant to put ethnography. Yes, I meant to put ethnography because it has nothing to do with the story. It's that character speaking to YOU. Not a quote from the book. 

Have you ever fallen into a routine; One where you hate every minute of your days but you do not know how to break it? Those days where all you want to do is sleep, and honestly just cry. Those days when hating yourself so much that you can not even point out a single reason why; you just hate your entire existence. And it is not that your suicidal or depressed, it is just you drowning in your own self-hatred. And you are no longer affected by the phobias in your life. When you begin to crave those moments when you are suffocating in the hallways of school because you feel anything other than self-hatred. When you crave those moments when you feel your fist hitting something it probably should not; or as you feel all that hatred being released in the force of your flying fist. But the worst part? That moment when you have let go of all that anger on that poor object, that moment that you feel so drained, so empty because all you remember feeling is anger and you simply can not wait to feel that anger again because it's better than whatever you feel afterward; It is a never ending cycle. That is my routine.