To , I apologise for the other night. Internet died. ;~;

Now, for the sake of the people, warning. The things after this warning contain angst. The author wishes for you to flee then be subjected to this entry. If you wish to continue, you may, but...

You have been warned...













I won't sugarcoat it. I feel like shit.

Only two people know what happened, but there's more. My grandmother died about a week ago at seventy-five years old. I've only told two people. But there's now another problem.

My last grandmother has gone insane. How insane? My uncle went to visit her, found in the bed, asked him to bring the dogs in here so she could end everything, and tried to set her room on fire. She's been in the hospital for the past few days. She believes it's 1955, Uncle Bo, her son and my uncle that was murdered, is still alive, and that Grandpa (who died back in 97' from cancer) will come to save her from the hospital. But every now and then her mind changes. She, one day, blamed my mother for Bo's death.

I'm probably not going to be able to see her again. My father could barely look at her himself.

Also, I was excited many days ago. I was jubilated that I got a response from the company that wanted to publish my book. I thought my dream had finall been realised. Unfortunately, my excited nature died. Why? They're vanity press. When you're vanity press, that means you pay THEM to publish your book. It usually works that they pay YOU. I'm very nervous. I've sent my papers to multiple agencies, hoping to get a response. Now I play the waiting game. But I'm dreadfully afraid. If they all decline or I'm rejected, then this only proves I'm a godawful writer that can't get anything published unless if I, literally, take it up the arse by that one company (won't name). That means I can't write worth of shit and have to pay (more like bribe by how they make it sound).

My friends...you're my family. I can name a certain two that are close and act like a brother and sister to me. You're all courageous, nice, and so considerate. I wish I were a King. I'd give you all the highest titles that exist.

But I need a few days to handle this stress this myself. I probably won't be online much during these few days. I hope you all understand.

I'm sorry.

Absilio Mundus...
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