taetautumn_
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quarantine has bored me to the point i’ve reread my piece of shit stories. honestly, i’d really like if i continued writing these, but sadly i’ve completely forgotten the plot of both stories, and if i want to rebuild it again, i’ve to commit to it, and that, is something i’m quite incapable of doing. writing for me is another dimension of the word “might”, “maybe”, and “almost.”. i’m still not sure where to put my ideas because motivation and commitment are cruel fuckers who disappear in the most inconvenient of times. oh well, i’ll think of something. for now, au revoir.