StaticShock_
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LET THE 3 AM RANTING SESSIONS BEGIN. As I write this with one headphone hovered over my left ear and the right one tucked behind my right ear, I feel lost despite knowing what I'm doing and where I'm going and I feel alone or the better word: lonely. I believe I'm starting to live the life I wanted to live where I'm in the city, at school, have a kickass awesome job, and has landed a lead role on a short horror/thriller film. But I think instead of.... not embracing it or enjoying it while it lasts, it's getting me busy, it's getting me exhausted, quite smitten yet frightened and... it's preparing me for so many damn things I ever hoped for. So I write this as a hopeful and notable comeback to Wattpad. Or an active comeback to Wattpad. Wattpad was a beautiful escape for me even though years ago it dreadfully reminded me of a hard time I was going through which nearly halted my activeness. And because of the lack of storage that's always on my own, eventually I shall save up for a tablet so I can be able to read as I please or see if my mother is considering on a hand-me-down BUT I DOUBT IT. Plus, wouldn't take that long. After all, I do have a job and it could be my own [early] Christmas present to myself after all the hard work, bullshit, and achievements of heaven and hell I've been through. I hope to be able to create while I'm here. Shit, I also hope to communicate. I'm not necessarily planning on... or should I say... be hopeful that my works get looked at for motivation of continuing my craft. I believe that I should just let it all out so it doesn't fade away. So, to whoever comes across this and sees this. I hope you get a chance to read my work. See my stories, My vision, my improvements. And the same back. Reading books is like acting a role. You're playing the part of someone who you don't always personally know and your in their shoes for every step, every ride, in every chapter from front cover to back.