I suck.

Okay well basically you probably realized that my William Beckett story is a failure. Inspiration just burns out on me. I have stories in my head, but getting them out is the problem.

I'm not entirely sure where Summer Girl, Forever Chase will go, but other ones I have already started are just as pointless and a general waste of time in my eyes.

Even though one All Time Low song is giving me like a really large ironic feeling. Who knows where that will take me though.

Well I suck at updating, have the attention span of a kitten, and have the writing skill of per se a five year old child who watches too many cartoon programs and has eaten one too many bowls of sugar coated ceral. Maybe the whole fan fic thing isn't working out. Don't mind me, I'm just trying to figure this out for myself.

Maybe I'll post more, maybe I won't. But in a way, it doesn't feel like I'm the only one moving on, in a way, perhaps our mibba generation is growing up and we must wave goodbye and welcome the new era.

Isn't that sad, to think like that?
WELCOME TO MY LIFE.

-Rebecca