Current mood:	nostalgic
Current music:	synesthesia- AFI

letters of past, so distant and wrinkled.
Just say,
say you will, follow me.
(follow me)
Invite me to your memory.
Just sing,
sing again, for me.
(for me)
That long forgotten song.

I'm gonna go ahead and make this official.

I am quitting writing for a while.

This is just so everyone knows it. Don't both heckling me for updates or begging me to change my mind. I do not question my talents as a writer, rather, I no longer feel the desire to write.

I'm sorry to anyone upset by this choice, but it is my own, and made in accordance to my life style right now.

I'll pick it back up when I'm ready to.

Thank you to everyone who read my writing and supported me these past four years, from the ff.net days to now. I understand that I personally played a huge role in getting MEST slash recognised, and I am still regarded as a notorious member of the slash writing communities. For the fame and recognition and love, I am very grateful.

Thank you for every single review I ever received. I can't properly express how much those few lines from someone who cared meant to me.

For a while, this journal and my fans was one of the few reasons to get up in the morning.

I don't love it any less now, nor do I appreciate you any less. I just feel that I need some time. I don't think it's healthy to rely on kind words from strangers just to keep from slitting your wrists.

So. In short. Thank you so much to everyone. Thank you to the bands that will never read this. Thank you to the kids that did read this. Thank you for telling me I had talent when I didn't believe it. Thank you for the support and love and recognition.

Just thanks.

-caetlynn

Let me be all the words, echo in comoft.
Let me feel the words, that you'd unsay.
Let me be all the words, echo in comfort.
comfort, comfort, comfort.
Let me feel the words, that you'd unsay.
unsay, unsay, unsay.