To everyone who doesn’t feel extremely insecure and majorly embarrassed by literally anything they write, how does it feel to be god’s favorite child?
To go over a little bit more context, I gave in to a moment of weakness and some friends, very sneakily might I add, found out about this blog (you know who you are). Seriously why does Google Search have to work so well. I’m low-key panicking since yesterday because bludgersandbroomsticks (follow her for tier 1 content) is the only person who knows about this blog and I don’t know how to deal with the fact that more people know about it now. Like they probably aren’t going to actually read it, it was just a one time thing so I should probably not freak out so much…right? I don’t even know why this is freaking me out but just that it is.
But I also realize that my life long dream is to write a book and what is the purpose of me writing a book when I will end up cringing and dying when literally anyone I know reads it. In conclusion, I need to suck it up. Either that or write a book and have only one copy printed. Then I will pass this copy to one person and they will pass it to whoever the book makes them think of and this chain will just go on. Major rules: #1 you can only pass the book once you have read it completely #2 ofcourse no one can know about the existence of the book other than you #3 you will have to keep the chain going and pass the book with a super cool letter to whoever you are passing it to. Basically a secret book club.
With how exclusive I am making this book out to be, it better contain the key to the secrets of the universe or something. However, that is something future me will deal with and she better do a good job at it. No pressure though but like I definitely have some high expectations for this book now, that is if I ever end up writing it.
Okay now I am really excited for this book and I don’t think I am freaking out anymore. Good for me.
Cheerio.
