Kiwi

Hi, I'm alive. For the third time. A bit more active on here than I used to be, butttt still indefinitely struggling with writer's block. In other words, lack of motivation. Constantly.

The fact I used to think I was bi- lol not anymore. 120% gay uwu.

 I am alive. Ish. Much struggling here.

So apparently it's been so long since I last wrote that no one reads my stuff anymore. ó-ò Big sad. I'm sorry, guys. I lost a lot of motivation and lately, I've been busy between school and work. I plan to write more though in future months. ^^

@Y0UG0TN0JAMS I gotta work. Bye-bye. ^-^

IM SORRY, I NEED TO RANT ABOUT ANDROID JK CHAPTER SIXTEEN--
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          HE CAN'T SELL HIMSELF. I'M GONNA CRY IF HE DOES, I'M ALREADY IMAGINING IT. TAEHYUNG CAN STOP HIM, HE HAS TO. TAEHYUNG WANTS TO LEAVE, BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE JUNGKOOK AWAY. TAEKOOK IS MEANT TO BE AND I'M SO EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO THIS BOOK UUUUUUUGH I WANNA CRYYYYYY

I think I'm legitimately incapable of doing a complete right-side split.... thanks to my bad left hip. It just pulls all wrong and it hurts so much u_u 

Fun Fact About Me Because I Can:
          I knew Yoongi before I got into BTS, and he's the reason I did.

My mom just walked in on me crying-

I make promises
          To myself;
          To others.
          But eventually,
          I always break them.
          
          I tell people
          You'll be okay,
          You'll get through it,
          You are perfect,
          Love yourself.
          Yet, I can't do the same.
          I help others
          When it causes me pain.
          I'm selfless,
          Wreckless.
          
          I want someone,
          Someone I can love,
          But the funny thing is...
          I can't manage love at all.
          I'm afraid to fall in love,
          I don't truly love myself.
          
          There is a phrase:
          The only thing to fear
          Is fear itself.
          But I wonder:
          What is fear?
          How can one person
          Be so afraid,
          Yet it's all in their head?
          
          My problem is simple,
          But also complex.
          Everything I do,
          Everything I avoid,
          Every panic attack,
          Every phobia,
          Every little thing
          I hate about myself,
          It's all just fear.
          I want to be okay,
          But I am afraid
          Of failure.