Date: 10/12/20
God damn it. God damn it all. God DAMN it. DAMN IT. Damn. Goddamn. Dammnnnn... God. Damn. It. Godddddddd damn it. Gawd Damb it.
Yknow when . Time be like and you lost all sense of time because every day is a struggle?? Well yeah. I lost months. I’m still loosing months. Days fly by and the most I’m able to manage is do the tiniest smidge of school work.
Yet..
Yet despite how much I still have to do, I wanna write. I don’t know if that’s a good thing, but I still have so many ideas. I have to rewrite so many things, finish off old stupid projects... but god, I can’t bear seeing my old stuff- so I deleted it. All traces of who I was is gone. I don’t care about that, I don’t have time. I’m gonna start over, from scratch! New projects, new fandoms and stories and new concepts and ideas!! I’m going to grip the world by the throat and force it to cough up encouragement. I will make sure it knows my name, and knows it well. So will all of you. Remember my name and remember my ideas, you will soon have them recited at your own grave. I will plant my heart into each of your minds and it will grow, it will grow beyond your capabilities and take over your every thought. Your every breath. I have you all in my curled fist, and I’m not scared of it. I’m hopeful for what I can do and damn if I don’t do it now.
Remember my name,
Isia