Honestly, I've never been able to say anything about myself other than the fact that I love writing. I also love cats in my mind but in reality I can't touch them. I can't touch any animal and it's not because I'm allergic. It's because their warmth scares me. I mean I am holding a living thing and somewhere in the back of mind, I have the fear that I'll kill by squeezing it too tight.
I am afraid of fish but I eat it anyway which only tells you that I'll eat what I'm afraid of.
Why am I rambling?
Yes, I'm talking about myself.
I love writing (I think I've mentioned that). I love reading. My favoritest (it's now a world Captain Dictionary) books on Wattpad were written by AerithSage and SerenityRose. I just love those two and the way they right (imagine tears in my eyes rn).
So, what am I saying? I'm trying this thing they call consistent writing and I hope you guys enjoy what I have to right.
Damn! That ending was shabby but I hope I'll be able to edit it in the future. If not, well, I'm sorry.
Anyway, bye for now and follow me?
Lord, I suck at this.
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