Luckie

I finally see why everyone’s so obsessed with Panic! At The Disco now. I can’t stop listening to their songs.
          
          
          
          Send help.

Hit or miss
          I guess they never miss, huh
          You got a girlfri—
          Oh wait, you’re talking to multiple girls at once.
          
          Story of my life

Last profile change I SWEAR

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted. Imma just say that relationships and school have really brought me down and working two part time jobs have not been helping at all.
          
          SO, updates will continue to be slow if not nonexistent and I fully apologize. Coming to the realization that you’ve been holding on to something that isn’t worth holding on to is a real breath of fresh air. It made me realize that sure, I tend to hold onto things for too long in hopes to save the goods things. It also made me realize that there is a time where letting go is a lot healthier than holding on and holding out for someone.
          
          Thank you guys so much for being you and I hold you have a wonderful day/night/whatever.
          
          -Spector

I’ve decided to change my name, purely on the fact that I don’t like using my current username as the name for my character in my books. Just thought I’d let you guys know :)

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You need more followers your awesome at writing! I suck your 20 times better than me!

Depression.
          
          I've escaped it's clutches once, but I feel it creeping around every corner. Its in the deepest darkest corner of my mind, waiting to strike when I'm at my weakest.
          
          It happens when I'm all alone with only my thoughts. All my doubts and fears dance around the campfire, with my confidence as firewood. My insecurities are cooking my happiness rotisserie-style over the blazing fire.
          
          In the shadows sits the demon known as depression. Sitting on it's throne of worries. 
          
          And here I am, tired of trying to be happy. Tired of fighting the demon, and pushing back the words filled with hate and bad thoughts. Tired of holding back tears like dogs on leashes.
          
          I'm an army of one, it's just me and that demon. That demon with an army of fears, doubts, insecurities, astride the steed known as regret. 
          
          Regret that I didn't try to hold onto my friends tighter. Regret that I didn't do the things I wanted while he was still around.
          
          Fear tries to knock down my walls, the fear I may never see him again. Fear that I will always be alone and no guy will ask me out. Fear that I am worthless, unwanted and will never be loved.
          
          The demon is coming, I can hear his hounds of loneliness trying to track me down. I can hear the demons coming to drag me down.
          
          
          But little do they know I have wings to fly away, and gills to breathe underwater.
          
          That I have fangs to bite back, and claws to break free from the demon's grasp.
          
          You won't catch me demon. Not today.
          
          
          I want to dedicate this to anyone who's fighting a battle against the Demon of Depression too. 
          
          I want you to know that you are never alone and that I am here if you need help.

Look at me being all active on my acount! Ahh, it might not last because guess who's back back back, back again 'gain 'gain!!!
          
          I'm going to post my very first rant, be sure not to miss it because it might not stay. If you want to know what I'm ranting about go ahead and go to The Book of Echo and click on the chapter Rant #1
          
          Look at me self-advertising! I'll see you guys later!

Hey guys! Sorry for the slow updates... I just want to give you guys a quick fact for the day. And here it is:
          
          I hate my dad.
          
          And I don't mean it in an angsty teenager sort of way, I legitimately hate him. He yells at me all the time even if I didn't do anything.
          
          But today was the worst one of all.
          
          I got yelled at because I was playing Fnaf with my cousin (who is in fact male) in my room. I'm not going into details but seriously, what the f ## dad. The only reason we were in my room was because my other and much younger cousin was being loud and we couldn't hear s ##.
          
          He was going on about how I should never have any guys in my room and all that crap. 
          
          In my defense, I don't see anything wrong with that! 
          
          So if you've had any moments like that, let me know by writing it in a message or book. Maybe I'll even write a Rant Book.... Probably not.. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this, and sorry for such a long message. 
          
          Byyyyeee!
          -Echo