Yandere_Writer

Honestly, I'm hungry. ヘ⁠（⁠。⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠ヘ

I was really hoping... I was praying that Kamala Harris was gonna win. 
          By the gods,
           I am so worried.
          This feels like a sick and cruel nightmare.
          I am not okay with the results we've gotten. 
          My life at the hands of that sorry excuse of a man?
          I can't believe this is happening, that I'm living through this.
          I am so... Petrified.
          Even this word is only a quarter of what I'm feeling.
          
          If you support Trump, please, unfollow me. 
          
          Now I'm just afraid of the future,
          What will happen? 
          What will happen to my family?
          To women?
          To children?
          To all of us!?!?
          
          I'm just gonna face it, we are all going back in history. Everything we fought for... 
          I shouldn't be this worried about my future; I'm not even an adult yet, but even I know that this will all turn messy if this is not changed.
          
          I don't care if you all think I'm dramatic; in my point of view, it isn't.
           I'm ashamed of being BORN in America.
          
          The land of the free? Bullshit.
          

THEY HAVE POSTED THE BOOK!!!!!! 
          
          I like the direction they're going with it since I got a sneak peek at the way they're gonna do it! 
          
          Anyways, BYEEE!!!!!

Guys, I'm gonna be honest with y'all, I may be losing motivation to write. NOW LISTEN, LISTEN, I've been trying to continue to write chapters but I can't even input a single letter. I'm not really sure what to do, I've tried everything to get rid of this but nothing is working. 
          Now I know how this may sound to y'all, " YOU'RE GONNA QUIET!?!?" When I tell you, it is tempting. It's been a good few months since I gave y'all something to read or more less enjoy. 
          
          what I'm trying to say is that I'm planning to pass my work down to a close friend of mine. I know for certain the guilt for giving y'all false hope of me continuing my books was gonna eat me whole. So, I've made a decision to give my stories to my friend that actually helped me come up with the ideas of these books In the first place. 
          I can't promise you that I'll come back to write more stories but, I do hope you'll forgive me and that I'll definitely miss you all so much.
          And please, treat them the same way y'all treated me.
          With regards ❤

Spreading awareness 

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          The world is cruel.
          My school got threats yesterday from a potential shooter through the iPhone airdrop.
          The text was as follows,
          * This school is a fine picking to shoot" There was a gun attached to the text
          I didn't know until this morning.
          There was an announcement at my school around 11:50 that said there were parents to pick up their kids.
          I was in culinary arts when they announced it.
          We were all clueless, for we didn't have a signal Until someone comes into our classroom about the school being threatened again.
          That's when chaos started.
          Everyone started to panic, calling their parents, people leaving in a hurry.
          
          It was all a mess.
          
          Then, I got various notifications on Instagram when Ifinally got a signal. There was a voice message.
          *GET OUT THE SCHOOL! THE SHOOTER IS INSIDE"
          I was scared.
          
          Then my mom texted if I wanted to get out.
          I did
          Once I reached the office there was panic all around Many students were denied to leave because" their parents weren't there."
          I call that bullshit
          Parents were yelling to let their kids out.
          
          It. Was. A. Mess
          
          I was lucky enough to get out with my mom, sister, and cousin.
          The outside was even more chaotic than the inside.
          There was a lot of cops outside.
          A lot of worried parents And even news reporters. I managed to get out of the school grounds in onepiece. This isn't a fucking joke.
          
          Today, September 6, 2024, there was a potentialschool shooter on school grounds. I got confirmed that the shooter was inside.
          
          This isn't fake, this isn't a fucking poem, this is real. I was scared and I'm lucky I even managed to get to my house in one piece and not mangled and deformed.
          Now I'm just hoping the threats stay as threats.
          This world is fucked up.
          
          People will always joke, saying, "It isn't America when there's no school shooting." But going through that is terrifying.
          I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy to live through this. 
          What a cruel fucking world I live in.

I have a severe urge to rewrite Stockholm Syndrome [ Yandere Hazbin Hotel] because there's a slight disgust in the way I wrote some characters and chapters so, I'm gonna do just that. 
          I'm going to rewrite or either add or remove some parts and there might be an extra chapter or perhaps a new event.
          So if you get a notification about an update on the story it just means I edited it as well as improving just a bit the writing.
          And as I'm fixing a chapter it will be momentarily unpublished before I publish it back. Some parts may drastically change while other parts will only change just a bit.
          Once I'm done fixing it I may or may not finally update it.
          Thank you for your patience.
          :p

Hey author was wondering are you going to update stolkholme anytime soon?

Hey does anyone recommend a book? 
          
          I've been scrolling nonstop trying to find a good book that meets my expectations but, sadly none pique my interest. So, I'd like to know yours especially if it's one of those good angst ones.
          
          Like do you have a single idea how hard it is to find one of those good angst books that don't immediately rush into a .... Make-out session. I want a tragic one that from your experience made you either cry or think about your life decision.  
          
          Please, I'm in dire need of one. ;(

Shit, I forgot to say, happy pride month!