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I’m 25, y’all. I can’t act like that sexed-up, mentally ill, rabid fifteen-year-old forever 
          	
          	I’ve written a bunch of long novels since then and honestly, I loved working on them. They were everything I cared about: my politics, my beliefs, my messy little truths. Writing them was liberating. I had so much anger, and so much truth fighting for space inside me.
          	
          	I’m not that miserable, overly sensitive kid anymore. I’m happy now, genuinely, and I’ll be shamelessly myself from here on out. I’ll talk about everything that represents me, because this is my space.
          	
          	And it’s a space I’m willing to share with anyone who finds comfort in it. I want it to be a safe place for the afraid, the insecure, and the angry the ones who are just burnt out from trying too hard to fit in.

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@eleutheromaniia Wow. I don't even know what to say, this is one of the most moving messages I've ever received. Thank you for taking the time to write out this memory and for letting me know how much the reading became a ritual and a source of peace for you. Hearing about the summer nights and how it helped you disconnect from the chaos truly means the world.
          	  ​It’s a beautiful thing to look back on those distinct moments of growth, and I’m honored that my work was there to keep you company. Thank you for celebrating that nostalgia with me and for all your kindness. Wishing you all the very best.
          	  
          	  To know my works were a refuge during a hard time is the highest compliment. SERIOUSLY BABE I’m so thankful for you and your support
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TT--TT

@eleutheromaniia wait I need to read this fully xD
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eleutheromaniia

@TT--TT I'm really happy for you for finding your own path and for getting in tune with your feelings and needs without feeling like you have to fit a certain standard or a certain demand, i personally never expected you to stay the person you were 8 years ago because all of us grow up and change, not even us, your readers, are who we were when we first read your books. If i were to speak honestly, your works geniuenly marked a period of my life that was rather full of confusions, losses and a quite deep instability, and so i found refuge in them, i would read them in long summer nights while feeling the soft breeze getting into my room, i would read and reread every single description and dialogue you've written to try and depict it best through my imgination, i would read comments and laugh out loud at how funny everyone was, i would screenshot my favorite parts and send them to my best friend to discuss them with me. The reading felt like a whole ritual that would disconnect me from the chaos i would feel through the day and so i was looking forward to that alone time every evening, because only then could i get a moment of peace. Now that life passed on and everything has changed, i sometimes long to experience that peaceful feeling amidst the chaos once again, except that i could no longer have access to what used to keep me company at the time. Its not blame, its nostalgia, and i might not represent the majority of your readers, but i do believe many of us come from a place of nostalgia. I do hope to be able to read your works again someday, i think no matter how old i would get, i will always remember them, but until then (or probably never as you might decide to never reupload them again) i hope you keep thriving and im always thankful for you for being such a beautiful destinctive memory of my adolscence.
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Babooshka

Oh dear Millie (if this is the right way to write it :’), , I am 20 now , it’s a new account, after a long while of not getting into this app , Im here to check it and I saw a notification from an account I’ve never followed? and apparently it’s you , I remember the hours I’ve spent reading your novels, I was fascinated by your writings and I’ve always wondered how can a person be this talented you were and still are truly an artist, I am very glad to be one of the many people that had the chance to read your art , truly unforgettable:( , and Im so happy you became the person you are today, I remember you were Im med school? How is life now doctor? <33

Rubiees

ميلي حبيبتي أحبك اقول لك إني متفهمتك جدًا والشي اللي كتبتيه كان صادق وواضح طبيعي جدًا إن الإنسان لما يكبر تتغير اهتماماته وأولوياته وهذا مو شيء غلط أبداً بالعكس هذا دليل نضج ونمو وإنك تعرفين وش يناسبك اليوم أفضل من قبل.
          
          وبصراحة أنا من الناس اللي كانوا يحبون أعمالك القديمة كثير راقصيني و زواح عن حرب كانوا من أقرب الأعمال لقلبي وحتى شخصية يوسيفين أحببتها لدرجة إني خليت اسمي في الإنستا على اسمها كل مرحلة من مراحل كتاباتك كانت جميلة بطريقتها وتركت أثر.
          
          وبالعكس أنا أحترم تغيراتك واختياراتك وأقدّر أنك شاركتي مشاعرك بكل هالوضوح اللي يحبك بجد بيحبك بكل مراحل حياتك مو بس بمرحلة معينة خذي راحتك اكتبي اللي يشبهك اليوم وسوي الشي اللي يخليك مرتاحة وفخورة بنفسك.
          
          وأنا ما زلت هنا أدعمك وأتمنى لك كل الخير في طريقك الجديد.♥️

benneixtt

@TT--TT 
          حتنا اشتقت لك كثير كنتي في بالي، تفتحي انستا هالفترة شي؟ حسابك ضاع مني إذا فتحتي هناك أرسلي لي باليز و بس صرلك وقت ندردش ما افتح انستا كثير هالفترة بس لو جيتي هناك بركض ركض، باي ذا واي مدري شدخل بس هل تشوفي مسلسل dear x؟ أحس مرة بيعجبك جوه رهيب متابعة عدة أعمال هالفترة لكنه الوحيد اللي جايب راسي، أحس ڤايبه يماشي ڤايب قصصك يمكن بالذات صفران و الكازانوفا قصة مختلفة لكن يعطي كذا نفس الشعور إن كيف في حبكة قوية كذا زي قصصك

Oliael

يوووه اشتقت لك ولايامنا،  كنتي جزء كبير من مراهقتي الله يذكرك بالخير 

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@Oliael مش لذي الدرجة اذكرك انت من اول الناس الي عرفتهم هنا واول قراء صفران اكيد اذكرك
            اذكر برضو كنا نتكلم عن دراستك، حسب تخميني خلصتي الحين؟ احوالك؟ كيف حياتك عزيزتي اشتقت لك جدا ♥️♥️
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Oliael

ضاق صدري احس ماراح تتذكريني 
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Oliael

اشتقت لك ترا ):
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