I'm literally silently hiding my anger. Like I feel like I have a plastic mask on my face and underneath is a god damn sadistic smile. I'm ready to strangle these ho's (not literally though lol). Like, some people on wattpad are making me hate wattpad. 

I want to fucken move my stories onto somewhere else but holy god damn jesus dick, this is the only place where it's truly active. Y'all be frustrating me so much, it's unbearable. I'm bout to get a screwdriver and jab it in a fruitcake and twist that shit. My anger is so concealed that y'all don't even know. 

If it weren't for my perseverance for trying to keep writing to those who actually like my stories, I'd call it quits and have a party in my damn room. Bout to get crunk on Yeo's soybean drink. AuuUUuuUUUuugh, I'm gooooonna have an aneurism. Base god, save me from this hell hole. I pray that I survive on wattpad, and spray dumbass repellent all over me. I've stayed quiet for too long, and there's only so much I can handle. So fuck everything yo.