I Can't Save You From Yourself

Forgive me, I'm a terrible procrastinator

Welcome back, guys! It's been over a year, I know, I'm sorry...

Surprisingly enough, the one thing that reminded me how much I love this band, and these stories, was buying a new Green Day shirt on Amazon. :P

I'm going to try my damned hardest to finish this. For you guys, and myself. Assuming I still have readers around. To be honest, I haven't been as loyal to Mibba as I was when I was thirteen and had nothing better to do. It's strange, now... I'm sixteen, and all I have to think about now is the [i[future. Collage, moving plans and all that jizz. I'm actually planning on game art concept, which is something I enjoy doing a lot already. :)

I just feel like I left all these loose ends, and I'd like to try and tie them up before I disappear from Mibba completely, leaving the fate of my millions of Green Day fanfics to rot. Just give me a nudge, a sign of some kind on the other stories you'd like to see completed, and I will try my absolute best to channel those characters again.

Sorry about the delayed updates, but hey! I spent this year editing this story! Go back and re-read, I changed some stuff in the plot, made it read-able. Corrected my 14 year-old grammar, and hope it can live up to your expectations. Happy newyears, guys! To a whole new year of stories, and tales back from the dead. Love you all. <3

- WhereMyDemonsHide