every so often i come back here, but i couldn't truly tell you why. maybe it's because i mourn my childhood, or maybe because i wish so desperately to find a sense of community that i once found here. here i am, almost 20, and still just as lost as i was back when i was 12/13/14 and writing stories about characters i so badly wanted to be friends with. all i wanted was to feel heard and seen, and the people that read and praised my stories gave that to me. in a time that i was so impossibly alone and insecure, this was the place that made me feel appreciated, like i was apart of something important. thank you. it's both beautiful and bittersweet to know that we have all grown up and moved on with our lives, yet we all once spent so much of our time here, talking about films and books and people and characters that made us feel whole. this will always be a part of me. thank you.
