AN: I'm sorry. I lied.
I said I wouldn't abandon this story and in a way I am. I NEED to get my life back together. Writing this story isn't on my list of things to do. Nothing is. I'm sorry for all those that have read this story and so thankful to all those that have reviewed it, you guys have kept me going. To know that someone appreciates what I write has been the highlight of these past few months but I cant do it any more.
I'm putting this on a hiatus, I don't know when I will start writing it again but I need focus and I cant do that when I have this on my mind all the time.
I think you all deserve an explanation -not that I'm sure any of you will read it-but I've got depression, paranoia, insomnia, PTSD and an eating disorder. I self harm and purge. I have panic attacks and think people are out to kill me. I think my girlfriend (yes I'm a lesbian) is trying to get my trust just to lock me in a basement and cut me into tiny little pieces. So, I have to fix myself.
For me. For my family. For my online friends. For my girlfriend, Bunny. And this fic cant be on my list of things to do. It's to stressful, it kills me with anxiety, a thousand questions because I'm so insecure about every single word I type. And it hurts.
But, if you've read this far, thank you. I love you so much. All of you. If ANY of you ever have problems that you need help with- family problems, friend problems, self harming/eating disorders, paranoia, sexuality problems. ANYTHING. You can Private Message me. I'm always here for anybody. Helping people makes me happy.
Thank you.
Cyanide.
P.S if you don't have a account you can contact me through Tumblr, just leave me an Ask. Here's my URL. .
PPS I will be starting a new fic upon my therapists orders. It's going to be based off of my life and my feelings but have some fiction thrown in.