it's been awhile. but i suddenly feel like i am ready to write again.i don't know what had stopped me when i quit writing a year ago. it was like that part of my brain just vanished. i had no ideas and no motivation. maybe it was because i grew off fan fiction... i don't know.but somehow suddenly it all came back to me a few days back. it isn't about fan fiction anymore, it is more about an outlet...

He was and is still everything i want. I know it's fucking stupid and pathetic of me to always think of him, but i can't help it. I've come to think of him as the perfect guy, so everyone else i meet will be compared against him. And obviously nobody can beat him.We had our time, but now he's moved on while i'm still here struggling in a pit of despair that i dug for myself. That was the happiest...