You know who I am.

To my followers,
          Thank you so much for supporting me in my wattpad journey. So many dreams have come true already and I know this is just the beginning. My stories are important to me. I have been writing since I was ten and I dont plan to stop anytime soon. I appreciate feedback and criticism, it helps me more than you could know. I also appreciate the encouragement I have been given. Since I started writing on here my skills have grown and my love for writing and reading as well. I thank you so much for everything you have done for me. I would like to encourage you to never stop until you have achieved everything you set out for. If you ever need to talk or anything or even if you are just bored go ahead and pm me. I'm always available to talk. I wanted you to know how important you have been in my writing journey and I will always be so grateful. You all are so important.
          With much love, DistrictFandoms ❤

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I jut got back from camp buffalo (my new home) and i don’t know what to do with myself now bc I’m totally in love with the place (lots of moss) and everyone there (lots of moths) 
          
          I wanna go back, frick everything in this world I want to be w o o d w i t c h

Soooo uhhhhhhhhhh,,,,,
          
          
          played myself like a fiddle. Again.
          
          Can’t decide if I should be Dramatic or a slob tommorow in retaliation,,, help 
          
          The retaliation will mean nothing either way bc he never talks to me but I’m pretending I live in a dramatic movie to keep myself from Kermitting 

Oh but to sit under a tree with my lover and our dog, basking in the evening light as we struggle to see with the ever dinning light. They would take my hand and whisper a sweet nothing as I came back from a reverie about something simple, like what we’d do when we get home or if we have time to get to the movies before they close. Life slows around as as we take in the view of the setting sun, all is well and we’re in love.
          
          Except that’s not what’s happening, I’m in drivers ed and the taste of blood can’t seem to leave my mouth, my stomach turning and my heart racing a mile a minute. The guy I like mere feet behind me, yet I don’t say anything of fear that my sunburnt skin and cracking voice will drive him away. Nothing is well, and I am alone.

Just got emotional whiplash bc I realized that not only am I not anyone’s number one, I don’t have a number one. Like real or fictitious, I don’t have a relationship that I fall back on anytime I need someone. Like if I died right here and now, no one could come foreword at my funeral to say they knew me best in life.
          
          
               This isn’t a legacy I want to leave behind, being a loveless monster who only looks out for herself. Who you love doesn’t define you but goddamn I’m tired of waking up everyday and knowing that I’m singular, not a package deal. No best friend, no lover, no hope.
          
          Fuck I’m sad as hell and I just... idk I just want some real, genuine love in my life. Emotionally I’m exhausted and I just want to sleep and not wake up 

Not to be nsfw but uhhhhhh,,,,, 
          
          can someone like hold my hand and tell me I’m cute?

Me: as yes, in this beautiful month of pride I shall find a *beautiful* woman and love and cherish her for the rest of my days
          
          Also me: cute boy smile at me and say I cool,,,, now we marry :D

My favorite colour is brown. That's good to know.