- ̗̀ danie a.  ̖́-

I read some works from a fetus-aged Danie this afternoon. XD

Tae’s visuals in Singularity has me dead goodbye

THE DEATH CURE WAS SO AMAZING BUT ALSO INCREDIBLY SAD OMF
          
          IT WAS PROBABLY THE BEST BOOK TO MOVIE ADAPTION I HAVE EVER WATCHED, SIMPLY BECAUSE THEY DIDN’T MISS OUT ON ANYTHING, THEY MADE THE BORING STUFF ACTUALLY GOOD, AND THEY DIDN’T FOLLOW IT STEP BY STEP SO IT JUST SUDDENLY SLAPS YOU IN THE FACE/CRUSHES YOU WITH A WALL

Dude you can officially call yourself part of the X-Men

When you're too busy writing the last chapter of your story to continue writing the fourth chapter of the same story. If any of that made sense.

Heyo 

BABE I LOVE YOUR WRITING

When your favourite author (cough @hepburnettes cough) not only acknowledges your book but also recommends it to their followers, you kind of have the desire to post more and more chapters, but then you realise that you're stuck on that one chapter that is written so badly you just want to cringe

@nananandrei sent me screenshots of my old books I deleted but he still had access to and I just... 
          
          C r i n g e.
          
          
          The Girl He Never Expected - 2014 
          
          'Other books don't instantly introduce their selves at the beginning of the story, but I want this to be different. So, for starters, My name is Natalie Anne Collins. I'm 17 and a half. I have reddish brown hair and crystal blue eyes. Dimples in both of my cheeks. I have a very straight, v-cut hair. I'm American-Australian. That's all I can say for now.'
          
          
          Justified - 2016
          
          '...She remembered memories, but not really.  She remembered taking her first steps, but not the ones who watched the beautiful moment in awe. She remembered learning how to ride a bicycle, but not the person who taught her. She remembered losing her first kiss, but not the one she shared it with. She remembered dying, but not the person who had her blood in their hands. But all these memories, she soon realised, quickly slipped away between her fingers like ash the more she thought of them, as if they never even existed.'

Same to you!