Maybe I'm just... not thinking or doing anything correctly. Maybe that's why I always think that I suck at it.
But I love doing it so much that I couldn't think of anything else to do other than writing or drawing.
I'm okay with drawing, but I'm worried about my writing. This morning, I stared at my phone asking myself What am I doing. People don't like my writing as "much" as my "drawing".
But then again, I love writing. But I always feel like they're not good enough for people to actually like it.
I should just delete all this.
I'm probably being reported right now for my depressing words.
I couldn't even comment that much anymore.
I've been noticing it. Every time I try to comment on any of your books, it just won't let me. Sure, it might be an error but still.
I might as well go back to the writing board to see other options.
I'm just gonna try and distract myself.
I want to distract myself from everything.
I'm wasted.
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