One hundred words, it doesn’t seem like much does it? But really, it’s probably much more complicated than it seems, things always are. So, for the next hundred days, this story will become the transcript to my life, snippets of insight to the things that make me (in)sane. Can I focus long enough to handle the task at hand, and will I ever find the words to perfectly condense you? This is only the beginning of the questions, of the madness. So what will I write everyday for hundred days, you ask? I don’t know, I haven’t lived them yet.
A/N- Before I even start this, I should probably say that, no, this idea is not mine. It and my permission to use came from Miss Katrina (HeartsStarsandBrokenBones). She is on my favorites list, and she is amazing, so go check her out, and send her loads of love and cookies. I decided to do this because I seem to have developed a slight problem with ADD and cannot for the life of me get anything written. This will test my focus and hopefully help me get something written without provoking death. Thank you, K, it means a lot darling. I just hope that I can do it justice.
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