fuck wit

I made this account approximately 3 years ago and I'm going to warn you right now I haven't been on here since November, of 2015. 

Do I feel bad about it? Not really, I was, uh, how do you say it, a huge fucking loser back then and I thought everything about me was perfect back then even though I was ugly asf and didn't know shit. 

Now I am still that same piece of shit, but a beautiful, gay, slightly more self righteous, angry feminist, woke af piece if shit. I am going to keep my books up, as the appreciative comments expand my already huge ego, and maybe someday I'll post my shitty poetry, or update one of the books I'm already, with expanded vocabulary and brilliant, new writing style.

For now, I will simply turn my attention else where, for instance, grieving for the things I've lost; my pride, my sense of self, my self acceptance, my will to live and above all, my keys. 

All the best, a ghost of the past, Iris