I abandoned this book for the sake of self wallowing. Don't get me wrong I was dealing with some major issues. I'm still dealing with a lot of them, anxiety is one.

You see I've never really cared about what others think of me. But as of lately it's starting to get to me. I failed English last year. I know, how can an advid reader and writer fail English. But I did, maybe one day i'll tell you why. That is, of course, if my anxiety doesn't stop me from deleting entire chapters. But back to the problem at hand, lately I've been feeling empty, like somethings that once brought me joy is now meaningless. I realized that I've been trying to break so many molds at once, that I never really settled down. At first I embraced it, cherished it, but now I resent it. I never needed a reason to fit in, but I want to. I want to so desperately. And I can't help that every time I sit with my friends I feel so out of place. Not alone but surely lonely.

Another reason I haven't been updating is because I'm lazy. Sorry 

If you've read this far, thanks for listening to my rambling. Love you all.

-Belle💕