woah what happened to my description. probably for the best, that was a pretty distinct relic of past everett lol.

the fact that there's people still reading my books from middle school kills me, i mean i appreciate it immensely but like how can you read that imao?! 

thanks for all y'all's support, i probably will no longer posting any stories on here, tragic, i know. but that's just part of my past and i love it for what it was. i'd like to leave it in its glory, and not add to it any further. also idk what i'd write and also also i'm so out of practice it's not even funny. 

getting 80,000 reads at one point will always be a honor i will hold will great pride. was the book absolutely awful? yes. was it anywhere near the quality it should be for so much attention? absolutely not. but i kinda think that's the beauty of wattpad and fanfics, anyone can post their cringe writing on here. even pre-teens who had no actual ability to write and who were too autistic to realise that this was incredibly cringe. but you know what? i'm proud of myself for doing that. i had such bad social anxiety back then and i'm sure all the support helped. 

again, i want to state how thankful i am for all the love and support i was given as a pre-teen and encourage any one who might read this to post their own stories. even if it's cringe and gets no reads, it's a story you can laugh at as an adult and that's reason enough.

ok i should leave this here. 

with love and respect,

everett~san. 
(i had too lol.)