That's just my cruel reality really. I forget to eat, sleep, drink. I just want to write endlessly. Tell me "Kim Dokja", which do you think of these stories and letters do you believe is the ones worth showing to the world?
I am learning how to protect myself better by writing to you. Maybe you should of "read until the very end". You realize you're the only one in the entire world of 8.2 Billion who I would write like this and learn how to write right?
The more I write, especially if it was personal. The more I wondered if I could seriously handle fighting a bunch of people easily. I mean I did experience so much betrayals and I did write many stories where I got revenge back.
I guess I understand how my own characters are as my own self. I never had anyone. I always related to 1863rd YJH sometimes. He lost everyone he ever loved and was given literally nothing. I felt that way too much that I can't remember it anymore properly.
I'm just committing a HSY to write for that one reader until the day I die. What else is there for me to do as my passion. I don't eat, drink, nor sleep. I just write. I wish I had someone to remind me. I just have no one. I might as well be an orphan at this point.