There have been many times that I thought of writing stories that I pictured in my mind but could never finish. Not because I'm too lazy (well, maybe just a little) but because I always so scared of letting them go. They made my heart skip whenever I thought of them, and the impressions of putting them into actual words for everyone to see and read, and then having them end, is too much for me to bear. They just coexist in a chaotic mess inside my head unless they are encouraged to be let out. I am a praise seeker, honestly. I need people to believe in me in the way that I can never believe in myself. So if you have comments about my stories, please feel free to talk to me. I honestly need it more than you can imagine.
