by Hopeflower » Wed Jul 16, 2014 4:41 pm
My dear fellow nerds,
Good morning. Good afternoon. Good evening. Hello and other such things. I have reached my 20th year. I wonder how old that makes some of you feel, considering some of you have known me since I was a piece of f*cksh*t bratty twelve-year-old. For those of you who didn't know me then, consider your eyes spared an unspeakable horror.
Since then, I have learned many a thing and grown all of three inches. Maybe four. I've had dark times and not so dark times. I consider my time spent hovering over my keyboard, breathing life into characters that I now consider horrid beings born from my immature brain, some of the time that helped me grow and learn a lot. Like how not to be a complete f*ckass. Which I'm probably being right now. Are you even still reading? Like wow, I'd be surprised if you were. Hey, you're awesome. Thanks for putting up with my brain for so long. Where was I? Something about dinosaurs with lasers? That sounds right.
Damn, dinosaurs with lasers makes for a cool mental image.
Oh, right, I was talking about how I'm not a complete tool anymore.
Oops.
I wanted to apologize for all the sh*t and being dead, and thank you for putting up with lil' ol' me. And my characters. God, how awful and cliche are they? It's as if they were born to be generic and little-developed. I'm so sorry I put some of them in your brains and now you have to live with that. If they're awful to me, how bad must they seem to you? Jesus f*ck.
Oops. Again. I was trying to make a point and there went my brain again. Hey, you're even more awesome if you're STILL reading. Marry my brain. We can make all the brainlets.
Anyway, the point I was trying to get to is I love you all, but I must go. My planet needs me.
Take care, friends. c:
HF died on her way back to her home planet.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown