Moon

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Hey! I would greatly appreciate it if you could check out my story :) If you could support my latest chapters that would be a huge help. Have a great day thank you so much!!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/372993546?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=lucentmoons

don't you think it’s kind of crazy how we spend seven hours sitting on a chair, learning things that we’re never going to use or need, just to go home, do homework, and study for exams to have good marks, a nice job, and be able to survive. And it’s all a cycle. Millions of years of learning, advancing, and evolving just to end up sitting at a desk—it’s all a waste.

Thanks for the votes

dsmp fans. 
          hi, hello.
          I can't be the only one who thinks tommyinnit is the human equivalent of a pufferfish...

I can't be the only one who has like 50 drafts that I wrote at 3AM in the morning when I had a motivation voice in my head. I was literally like "I'm gonna turn my life around" Then a few hours later I'm like "Screw this I'm going to sleep". Just me? Yeah? Okay.

Anyone wanna hear a traumatising story that I found on an ao3 fanfic? 

Ignore what I said before, The first chapter is out! Read it under my profile.

Making a story about my life, if you're interested in learning about me the first chapter will be out soon, in a week or three. Depends on school work. If It doesn't post, be concerned (or I may have school work.) The story is called 'The Story of Another's Perspective (A life lived differently.)'
          The first chapter is 'Introduction (Who am I?)'

TW: I went on a rant, read it if you want.
          
          Little story: I was young, my brother would accidentally hurt me, and my dad would yell at him and scream and sometimes hurt him. I was only around 4-7 when this happened, so I didn't know, I couldn't stop it. I wanted to, yet I couldn't. I am in high school and grew up in an argumentive household. This affected me greatly, as I now have severe mental issues. I don't think I'm going to make it. If I ever have a child- I would probably adopt- I want them to grow up in a good household. One they can feel safe in, and I don't want them to grow up like me. When I am of age, I will get a semicolon tattoo to remind me of my struggles and know I made it past there and pushed through. If I ever get to that stage of life, of course. 
          
          To anyone who reads this, I love you, I love everything about you, I love when you make mistakes, I love when you learn from them, I love every imperfection you have, I love your body and how it isn't perfect. No one is perfect, so why should you have to be? If you are going through a rough time, I believe in you, I believe that you can push through! There will always be someone out there who loves you and wants you to push through, I do at least. Don't give up yet, you still have some fuckers to prove wrong.
          
          -A teenager who suffers from insomnia and ADHD and will always believe in you.