Writers Block. The bain of my existence, and it seems to happen to me like, all the time. Literally, this is me everytime I get writers block:

FUUUUUCCCCCKKKK.

    It seriously bothers me. Like, oh meh gerd. Usually, how I relieve writers block, is I go outside and have an angsty teen moment. You know what I mean? No. Of course not. Well, pretty much, I go to the park and swing on the swingset, or sit on the top of the slide just to troll little kids. Or sometimes I just ride my bike while listening to depressing music. Yep.  I am deep like a flippin hole. And then all of the sudden, it hits me. I realize how I can ruin my characters lives even more. X.X

      Hey! Guess what? I bought a Chromebook, and so I'll be able to update even when I don't have access to my desktop. Speaking of not having access to my desktop, I'm actually going on vacation starting NEXT Sunday and ending the Sunday after that. Luckily, I'll have my Chromebook, so I'll be able to update my fics at least once during the week.

     I cleaned my room today, and holy hell, that was a lot of work. I was like (BTW, I talk to myself on occasion): God ing Damn, Peyton, what the hell have you been doing these past few weeks. Your room is a hole. Yeah, it looks really good now. I'm so happy.

     Okay.

      I have nothing else to talk about...

     So...

     Yeah.

      BYEBYE!!!