pennyspen

THANKS FOR VOTING ON MY NEW STORYYY♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
          I really appreciate it♥️

R u twenty? Sorry if I’m being rude I can’t do math;(

For me, love is my best friend who calls me every hour to find out what I’m up to. 
          For me, love is my boyfriend who knows me better than anyone else.
          For me, love is my older brother who calls me every evening to find out what I’ve been up to during the day.
          For me, love is my older sister who, when I rang her in tears, left work just to come and pick me up.
          For me, love is  my other older sister, who told me never to stop writing.
          For me, love is my boyfriend and my best friend who, when I was feeling unwell and couldn’t leave the house, would take me by the hand and get me out every day, sometimes they’d even skip school to do so. 
          For me, love was my best teacher  who came to visit me at home when I hadn’t been to school for almost a month.
          For me, love is my best friend and neighbour who, when I was feeling unwell, would come round at 3 in the morning to sing karaoke.
          For me, love is my group of friends who, when I was feeling down, kept me going right to the end.
          For me, love is all those people who read my stories and appreciate my hard work here on wattpad. 
          Thank you, thank you all for teaching me what love is❤️​
          
          I’m not thanking my parents because they were never there for me; I’m not thanking my old friends because they walked out on me when it mattered most; I’m not thanking my worst teacher because she ruined my life, it’s her fault if I lost a year and a few months of my life; she was the reason I used to sleep with a packet of tissues under my pillow.
          
          To everyone else i named before, my warmest regards❤️​

Since it’s been a long time since I updated "Something about me"and it’ll still be a while I thought I’d do a Q&A about whatever you like, including advice if you need it. Feel free to stop by! ❤️ (And yes, the girl in the photo it's me hehe)

Today was a bit of an unlucky day, but luckily it ended on a high note. Basically, my boyfriend is in his summer exam period and is studying a lot (he’s studying medicine), and as he hasn’t been out of the house for quite a while, I thought I bought the tickets for Christopher Nolan’s Odyssey at the cinema, seeing as we’re both epic's lovers. He was obviously over the moon when he found out, and today we arrived at the cinema all excited, only to get to the ticket office and have the girl tell us that the film hasn’t come out yet, and I couldn’t understand why since I had already buy the tickets. In the end, I realised I had bought the tickets for next month (how silly!). I was really gutted because I’d been hoping to do this with him today, but… it didn’t work out. I even started crying, haha (don’t judge me! My period’s coming) because I was so disappointed. But he told me not to worry and that we’d see it next month. In the end, we bought some fresh fruit at the market and had a picnic in the countryside! It was lovely… apart from the 39 degrees in the shade… but yeah, we had a good time togheter. 
          
          P.S. I’m showing him Demon Slayer, so maybe I’ll let you know what he thinks of it!! He’s enjoying it so far… maybe because he knows that if he didn’t, he’d be single. Haha.

Aww you're so sweet thanks for following me❤️

I’ve just updated Twisted Hashiras (finally!) it took me ages this time! Sorry about that! It’s officially the longest chapter I’ve ever written; it’s practically 6,000 words. I hope you all enjoy it, hehe! ❤️

tyyy for the follow!!

Okay, I just found a project from when I was 13 or 14 where I had to write as girl who was dealing with daddy issues. Reading it over again was funny, so I want to share this with you:
          
          I wonder what love is... it’s a feeling that makes me so angry... so angry that I could smash something. Love is a circle, right? Where everything repeats endlessly, isn't it? Is the circle indestructible? I don't know...
           I’ve always wondered that, ever since I was a little girl. I can't understand it; I never have. Maybe that’s why I’m so picky about everything and everyone? Even with myself. Maybe it’s because I hate love. The love I see is terrible. It’s terrifying, frightening. How can you love someone who destroys you? How can you love someone who has raised a hand against you, even just once? How can you love someone who hates you? How can you love someone who mentally crushes you? How can you love someone who blames you for everything? How can you love someone who always makes you feel like you’re in the wrong? How can you love a selfish person? How can you love a man like that? How can I love my father?
          Is it stupid? Is it selfish? Why do I lose my appetite every time we sit at the same table? Why does it make me want to throw up whenever we laugh together? Why, every time we pretend to be happy, do I feel a knot in my stomach and an urge to scream? Because I know it’s fake. I know there is no love in this house. I have never known love in my entire life. To me, love means making promises and then breaking them, offering reassurance and then terrorizing, valuing someone and then despising them...
          And I wonder, is it always like this? I wonder if this is what true love really is. If everything you see in movies is nothing but a fabrication, the product of an incredible imagination. I don’t know. Because I don’t know what love is.
          
          AHAHAH THIS IS TERRIBLE.

@pennyspen oh your welcome. Man, having someone write same story of inspiration from you, feel like fever dream come true (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)