Guess who doesn’t keep promises, at all, whatsoever.
I stumbled over this account after, like, a thousand years? Feels like it.
To everyone who’s ever voted, commented, or read anything I’ve ever written: you guys have genuinely made a difference to me. You’re why I kept writing. I don’t know where I’d be without this cringey site and my cringey younger self and everyone who tagged along. Y’all gave me so much courage when I needed it.
Sappy stuff over. To anyone who still listens / is interested / knows my name, uh, hi. Name’s Shiloh. Actually, it’s Keegan, but don’t worry about it. It’s been a long time since I’ve touched anything here, so here’s a few updates, in case anyone’s curious.
I still write, but now I worldbuild for D&D and other role-playing games. I’m currently home-brewing my own world and campaign. If you’re ever interested in the sorts of campaigns I run or you want to ask questions, you can find me on Insta at original_scripture or tumblr at twenty_rats_in_a_trenchcoat. Just say you’re from Wattpad. I want to start posting legitimate stories to the latter, so that may start popping up. My writing style has improved but is still sort of the same.
I have long since abandoned watching anyone, but friends still follow accounts, so I know some basic updates. Jerome’s girlfriend is way too young for him and that’s the tea.
Still going by he/him. Starting T in April with any luck and my birth certificate is being processed for change. Gonna be a fun time boys.
Schooling sucks but friends are neat.
Uh. That should be it, I hope. Don’t particularly feel like dragging on much longer, but if we talked those years ago, hit me up again. It’s the craziest thing to talk to people from your past.
