Finally. That's seriously all I can say. Finally I've gotten some of my mojo back. I was casually searching through the Story Prompt board and BAM! This one hit me like a freaking brick. Please please pleaaase go read Less of You. I am so incredibly proud of it, and plus it's something very close to my heart. I feel like it came out beautifully and I'd love opinions on it.Therefore, I guess this...

In one of those blah moods. I have nothing to do and no one's talking to me. Boyfriend refuses to video chat and I kinda horribly failed at sneaking someone in earlier. We just sat there, watched TV, and talked. About stupid stuff.And plus he likes me so it was awkward. I dunno. I felt bad but any ideas on what to do tomorrow cuz I'm sneaking him in again and I'm determined to have a usual good...

SO HAPPY WEHNBVDEHHNBGFRTGBFVFTGREFDVS I CAN WRITE AGAIN, I CAN DO IIIIITTTT.And of course, it's pretty amateur - I'm back at the start of my endless years of writing, but I'm determined to get where I was again. ? Go, go, goooo read Dead Heroines because I'm actually really proud of it as of right now. I know it's pretty choppy and horribly under emotional but I'm trying. And that's all I can do,...

Really. I have been sitting here staring at this screen going on ten minutes now and I have shite to write about. It's been like this for days and I haven't even had a decent JOURNAL idea. I've just been wasting time on Tumblr and Facebook like a cool kid... So close to picking my hair out strand by strand. And my fingers hurt too but from what? Not like I've been typing too much.(nevermind about...