Hello, wattpaders! Hi, lovers, hello, the ones who lost interest
Last year (I'm late) I drowned the world of writing under the pressure of life and everything, it may seems dramatic, but I care not to explain.
In 2024, I wrote deal. It changed everything. It had cringe moments, happy or even emotional moments, there were loopholes, there was something that could've been better. But it's mine, it's real. And I loved to write.
But in 2025, it ended, and so did the charm of writing, it felt like I'm missing something, someone. I wrote deal without any thinking, but I couldn't anymore.
I loved writing. It was my first love. But love does fade, doesn't it?
I believe in myself, I will be able to write once again. For now? I will just keep living in the moment. Thankyou for all the people who believed in me, and still does. I'm happy to see atleast someone is not disappointed. I will pick up a story once again, a better one. Which would make more sense. More than MMML ever did.
I'll still love MMML. And deal. And unforgettable (it's my deleted book) And rain that brought her (my unreleased book)
Thankyou for making me feel like I'm alive.
Thankyou for existing.
Let 2026 take care of me.
Signing off,
You mischief mafia (I'm cringe asf ;/)