Driftitng, Emotionless, Stepping Stones

by chibicollecter

*BEING REWRITTEN*Scared? Maybe. Lost? Bound to be. Nervous? Never. Giddy? Hell no. Happy? Stoic. Emotionless? Always. Nothing. I fell nothing. No guilt for these actions. No sorrow for my soul. Being condemned is sometimes putting it lightly. My eyes oh how sometimes I cursed them so for they are the only doorway to my emotions. My life, my story, my sorrows, and my *DISCONTINUED*

7. IF YOU WANNA STILL REA THIS STORY!

READ THE FRICKING NOTE PEOPLE.

I'm am so sorry peoples my computer got jacked up so now I'm stuck writing this story on wattpad.

If you want to continue reading this story just look up the title of this story.

IT HAS THE EXACT SAME SPELLING SO THERE IS NO REASON FOR ANY CONFUSION FINDING THIS STORY.

Until I get a new computer or it gets fixed this story will have updates onwattpadonly. You don't even have to be a member to read it on there.

EMPHASIS THIS STORY IS NOW ONLY BEING CONTINUED ON WATTPAD TILL FURTHER NOTICE.