Cringe Recovery

ITS BEEN 2 YEARS
          I AM ASHAMED OF MYSELF
          THESE DARN STORIES SUCK WHAT WAS I THINKING WHEN I WAS WRITING THESE!?!?

Are you okay did you die yet 

Hi...
          
          I haven't died yet. 
          
          So that's okay.

I just realized that I haven't updated in over a month. ; - ;
          
          
          I sorry

HELLO MY PEEPS HOW ARE YOU 

Welcome to another episode of...
          
          I don't understand alot of things.
          
          Today's word is,
          
          Ghosting.
          
          I haven't a clue how you people are turning into ghosts, and then back into your original form. And I don't know why people are upset about it, it's super cool. 
          
          
          But I don't think that's what that means now is it?

OKAY SO @alleykat2000 I needs to STOP being so gosh diddly darn nice, and sweet. Like, I give my appreciayion, and she turns it around being so freaking nice, AND I DON'T K OW HOW TO HANDLE KINDNESS!!!!!!
          
          REEEEEEEEEEEEEE
          
          
          THANK YOU FOR BEING SO DANG NICE!!!!!!

Anybody know the date I posted the first chapter of "The Girl in the Corner"? Cause, I don't know, since I edited it, fixing errors, it doesn't show the date it was published, and I don't know where to get that information. Help.
          
          
          
          Also, I will make another announcement after this one, so be warned

When your looking through Pinterest and when you move your wrist all you here is ,"Crack" over and over again.
          
          
          "Arthritis here I come!"

So I've seen that, people who post alot on their conversations like this one get a lot of followers. And I'm sitting here, trying to decide if I should make a comment, that is positive towards the story, but is scared I'm going to get backlash. And then just the fear of actually commenting. 
          
          
          
          
          
          Moral of the story.
          
          
          I will support your story, and love it, and barely comment, due to fear. But if you feel sad, or need help. That fear gets YEETED OUT THE WINDOW! Cause I will give a paragraph of positivity. Okay, this was pointless, and I'm sorry for wasting your time.