Dear readers,
Crap.
I know it's been ages and ages. I've been trying to work on it, promise. I really have. The next chapter has gone through, like, 2 versions so far but i'm just so dissatisfied with everything. Writer's block sucks.
Yeah. It hasn't been a happy year for your boy. Nope. I mean, it began bloody fantastic. Then some stuff went down. Like, serious traumatic stuff not only to me, but to my whole friend group. Simultaneously though this i have been suffering from some heartbreak, lovesickness, the works. I began focusing more on poetry and songwriting.
It's just
God, guys. Everything happened so fast, and suddenly i feel so alone and it's mind-wrecking. I hope you guys can forgive me.
I'm being a crybaby.
Oh, yeah. I'm 18 now. No magical movie celebration this time. Actually, the girl who made me the cake last year on my 17th blocked me on every social media and will now treat me like a ghost, because she blames herself for my depression.
She's partially correct. Whatever. I'm very forgiving and i hope she will eventually forgive herself.
So yeah. I got a few thousand words, maybe more, on the next chapter, with no motivation, and i won't upload anything i'm not 110% satisfied with.
But it's getting there, slowly but surely.
Life is really crappy atm, but i'm doing whatever i can to make it better. If anybody wants to see what i do in my spare time, just check out my Instagram -
just period geram
(the figure period, not the word)
Hope that works. There you'll find i'm a super hippie.
I truly appreciate your support. Love you all.
Smiles,
Jubilee
( OKAY POST SCRIPT I JUST GOT LIKE A BUTTLOAD OF MUSE FROM THIS SPN EPISODE I'M WATCHING SO MAYBE THE CHAPTER WILL BE OUT SOONER THAN LATER)