I am quite unsure of how I stand right now. I am writing. For the past year I have been thoroughly distracted from my admiration of fat beauties, and I have been thinking myself over, doing some soul searching and have found what to do. Like I said, I am writing. Like I also said on my previous journal entry, my previous computer broke (I didn't lie) and every story I had was gone. I may finish some stories I had written previously, I don't know. But for now, I am writing singular stories, maybe some add-ons to a previous story, but all is good. I shalt contribute myself once again. Thank you.