call.me._.sei

Hi! Thank u for adding ‘Food Wars: Welcome to Culinary World’ to ur reading list ❤️! Hope u enjoy it! 

Do you promote your books on Neobook ?

hi pi baka fav author qyan EMZ pero true

sooo...i just started posting my Luxiem x reader oneshots here :))
          
          pls check it out :3
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/333446871-%F0%9D%98%A2%F0%9D%98%A8%F0%9D%98%B3%F0%9D%98%A2%F0%9D%98%B1%F0%9D%98%A9%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%A2-%F0%9D%98%93%F0%9D%98%B6%F0%9D%98%B9%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%AE-%F0%9D%98%B9-%F0%9D%98%99%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%A2%F0%9D%98%A5%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%B3-%F0%9D%98%96%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%B4%F0%9D%98%A9%F0%9D%98%B0%F0%9D%98%B5%F0%9D%98%B4

You know when you see a friend online on messenger or Instagram and you messaged them, but three minutes later, they go offline. 
          
          As soon as you message them a "Hi", they instantly go offline. 
          
          It happens to me a lot with many people and I just shrug it off saying that maybe it's just a coincidence. But it happens so much that I couldn't just shrug it off as a "coincidence". 
          
          Maybe they just didn't want to talk to me. 
          
          Maybe I get carried away when I vent. 
          
          Maybe I'm too boring.
          
          Maybe they just didn't like me. 
          
          That's why I don't initiate conversations anymore. 
          
          It's sad. 
          
          That's why I couldn't help but just keep myself busy wandering in the little world I made in my head. 
          
          While my classmates chattered besides me, I just sat there, staring at my sketchbook as my mind drifted off into my safe space, daydreaming. 
          
          Fantasizing about having a group of friends who understood, cared, love, and will always be there for you. 
          
          Experiencing fun stuff together like sleepovers,  going to the mall, camping, cooking at 2 am, and making pillow forts. 
          
          I would be nice to have friends. 
          
          But alas, it will always and forever be a fantasy. 
          
          At least to me that is. 
          
          Why do I even bother venting here?
          
          No one will even see this or read it to this point.
          
          If someone did, thank you. 
          
          For reading through what I felt this week. 
          
          No, what I've been feeling for ever since I stopped being a kid and realized that life won't forever be rainbows and unicorns. 
          
          Thank you for being here.

I....have 75 followers...thats the most ive had...thank you all for the followers and for the 10k reads on "Que Sera Sera" T^T

Me opening messenger after having a breakdown. 
          
          me: who are you gonna talk to, huh?
          
          Do you really think that talking to someone would help you?
          
          All they'd say is: it would come to pass. It would get better. I know how you feel. 
          
          Would any of those words help? No. 
          
          Would sharing your emotions and problems to other people help you get through it and help you have the determination to improve? No. 
          
          Do you think they would care? They would. But they'd eventually forget cuz it's none of their problems, so to answer that question: No. They won't. 
          
          Why even bother?
          
          To open up?
          
          To trust?
          
          To waste your time energy and effort? 
          
          No one would care.
          
          No one.
          
          You've been looking and looking and LOOKING BUT THERES NO ONE.
          
          
          I just want a hug.
          
          A hug just like the one in my dream. For someone to hold me with such relief as if I just attempted to jump off a bridge. 
          
          As if that person had been so blind to see my suffering that they felt so guilty that they weren't able so save me.
          
          I don't know why I had that dream. 
          
          Maybe it was a sign that I would experience that kind of comfort someday
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          or it was just my mind fantasizing about something I'd never experience or have.
          
          

My parents thought that I snuck a guy into my room cuz I was giggling like a lovestruck highschool girl. 
          
          
          
          
          
          Little did they know I was just fantasizing about sum volleyball dorks name Bokuto Koutaro and Ushijima Wakatoshi. 

To my bootyful, fabulous and head patable (wtf even is that) followers. 
          
          I am rather curious...why do you follow me?

Okay, okay-
          
          I'm hyped to create a Bonten book. Thanks to the creative creators of the bonten books I've currently read. IM SO HYPED. SOOOO...
          
          SHOULD I??