Eh, nevermind me.

I wasnt online for such a long time... I figured out that I cant write for shit, started degrading and falling into depressions and drawing porn while at it. I think I've lost control over my life.

Why the hell am I even writing this?

Comments

[IncoherentOrange]

You've only written a little. How do you know you can't write well if you've hardly done it? Never push it, though. As an artist of any kind, you know that rushed art is bad art. A surefire way to get better is to spend more time on it, and only to do so when you feel like it. If it turns out writing just isn't for you? That's fine; you're still quite good at art, that hasn't changed. Just because you think you can't write a story doesn't mean you should fall into some spiral of despair because of it. You get me?

Hope you feel better.

[Mirth]

Dude... if you wanna talk, just give me a heads up. I'm here for you if you need me.

[All American]

Bro... chill. You have only written a very little. What little success I have had is the third story I have written. I took down my first attempt at a story because it was so terrible I had to destroy it before it laid eggs. I discontinued the second because it was a cliched piece of flaming garbage. I finally wrote Devil's Due and felt good about myself.

You can always refer to my HIE rules list on my page and get yourself an editor (preferably a native English speaker like me.). Just cheer up and carry on. You can always fall back on your art of which I am in need of your great services again. You can draw like no other compared to most. Hold onto that if nothing else.

Have some cheery dubstep:
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