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i honestly want to write until i die. but i'm afraid of not being good enough. what if my stories are shit? what if i absolutely fucking suck and nobody has told me yet?
          	
          	i'm introverted and i hate everything that i can't imagine. my entire life is based off of what happens in my head. so if i realize the things in my head, the stories i mean, if i realize they are absolute garbage? what do i do then? this is why i'm on earth. to make these stories real. but if i suck at it, why am i alive then?