Seriously, why are you even here? Do yourself—and all of us—a huge favor: delete this Wattpad account and never come back. You are wasting your time, our time, and any remaining dignity you might think you have. Writing is clearly not for you. It’s not even “bad but readable”—it’s unbearable. Every chapter feels like punishment. Honestly, I’d rather scrub toilets or listen to a baby cry for ten hours than force myself through another line of your nonsense.
You call yourself a writer? No. You’re just someone smashing random words together and praying they make sense. Newsflash: they don’t. Your dialogue is stiff, your plots are laughable, your characters are like cardboard cutouts dipped in cheap glitter. Nothing feels real, nothing feels engaging, and the only reason anyone might read this is to laugh at how pathetic it is. You’re not creative, you’re not talented, and you’re definitely not ready to call this “a novel.”
Honestly, instead of typing out this mess, go do something you might actually be useful at—wash dishes, clean floors, do laundry, cook, whatever. At least those things have value. At least chores leave something behind that people can appreciate. Your writing? It’s trash, clutter, pollution. No one is inspired, entertained, or impressed. You’re just embarrassing yourself chapter after chapter, like watching someone trip in public but they keep standing up only to trip again. It’s painful.
So here’s my advice, as harsh as it is: quit. Just stop. Delete this account, throw your drafts into the digital fire, and accept reality. Not everyone is meant to be a writer, and you, unfortunately, are living proof. Spare us, spare yourself, and stick to chores—you’ll contribute more to the world that way than you ever will by writing this garbage.
