cellakbo was born from the urge to entertain the fire that's surprisingly still alive. she was birthed from the urge to start again and promise that this time, she'll do it: properly, tirelessly, fearfully, and wholeheartedly.
to april avery, mgncara, halfbakedwriter, and arrowheads, thank you. for creating such wonderful worlds and characters that made me pick up my pen again just to bond with them a little longer.
to my ever supportive friends who find beauty in the words i string together, thank you. you fuel the fire in me so much that drawing words from the blood that poured in my midnight battles sting no more. one day, the stories won't be mine anymore. i hope you'll stick with me until then.
to you who's here, has been, or will be, thank you. for taking any interest at all in this little bedroom i managed to build with pieces of me tucked here and there. may you find comfort in them or fascination, and not a bitter aftertaste of alcohol drowned down the throat.
two years, i never thought it has already been that long. but i'll be here even longer so i guess, see you around?
to more words and phrases, and poems and prose, and stories of friends we have yet to meet, cheers.
happy 2nd wattpad anniversary, cellakbo!