I don't know if this site will die, or if one day it will start up again, but thats okay.
I always get a weird tingling feeling in my stomach whenever I read through my old roleplays. Even if I am bad at replying at times, or it never got far, I always cherished them. They were wolds built up and thought of, by us. We made these worlds. I will always remember them.
The tingling feeling, is both good and bad. It makes me happy, remembering all the good times I had with you guys. But sad, because some of you will never come back. I will no longer get to make memories with you.
Some of you could be dead. Or moved far away. Forgot your password. Or just don't care. But I still will always remember.
I hope one day you all will too, remember. Remember the ideas and thoughts created by you, by me. All these things we did on here, these amazing stories. Even if some were a tad dumb, or violent, or poorly executed. They were all brilliant.
You guys really meant a lot to me. Still mean a lot to me. Although I was bad at replying, these stories kept me up at night. Wondering what might happen next, plotting the next event. I always loved you guys, and your brilliant stories.
You guys helped shape my writing to how it is today, kept my creative thoughts flowing, and helped me through some shitty times. You were my friends when I had none. Writing helped me escape.
So although not many, maybe none of you will see this, I still have to thank you.
Thank you so much. So, so much. This site has amazing memories on it. I miss it, but I will always smile when I read through old stories.
So thank you.
I always get a weird tingling feeling in my stomach whenever I read through my old roleplays. Even if I am bad at replying at times, or it never got far, I always cherished them. They were wolds built up and thought of, by us. We made these worlds. I will always remember them.
The tingling feeling, is both good and bad. It makes me happy, remembering all the good times I had with you guys. But sad, because some of you will never come back. I will no longer get to make memories with you.
Some of you could be dead. Or moved far away. Forgot your password. Or just don't care. But I still will always remember.
I hope one day you all will too, remember. Remember the ideas and thoughts created by you, by me. All these things we did on here, these amazing stories. Even if some were a tad dumb, or violent, or poorly executed. They were all brilliant.
You guys really meant a lot to me. Still mean a lot to me. Although I was bad at replying, these stories kept me up at night. Wondering what might happen next, plotting the next event. I always loved you guys, and your brilliant stories.
You guys helped shape my writing to how it is today, kept my creative thoughts flowing, and helped me through some shitty times. You were my friends when I had none. Writing helped me escape.
So although not many, maybe none of you will see this, I still have to thank you.
Thank you so much. So, so much. This site has amazing memories on it. I miss it, but I will always smile when I read through old stories.
So thank you.