I Miss It.

I miss talking to my writing friends on here, and it feels like they've all moved on. I miss discussing plot-lines with each other, asking each other for our opinions on things. I just really miss it.

And now Mibba is telling me that my journal is too short, but I've really nothing else to say on the matter except that I miss my friends on here and how we used to be such a close-knit writing group.

I miss it. I miss it. I miss it. I miss it. I fucking miss it.

...I need six more words to finish.