I'm awesome. Sort of. I think. Well, not really. But seriously, I'm still pretty awesome. 

Unless you think people who loves horror stories and have a general dislike for the colour pink are not awesome. In that case then I'm not really awesome. 

But if you think a person who has a bunch of creepy Gothic and Victorian things and name them all Charlie (especially the blue-eyed clown dolls), is madly in love with the Tudor era (Long live Anne Boleyn!), and knows practically everything about Witchcraft of the Middle Ages is awesome then I'm pretty sure I'm more than qualified to be awesome.

But none of my real life friends think I'm awesome. Well, they tell me I'm awesome when I do their homeworks for them. And the online friends (on Wattpad, because I'm so awesome that I barely use any other form of social networking) who I probably will never be able to meet in person, as much as I would love to, said I'm awesome. So I guess I am awesome. 

Since I'm awesome I do pretty awesome stuff here on Wattpad, too. Sort of. I think. Not really. But seriously. Sometimes the things I do are just stupid. But it's still pretty awesome.

And you are very awesome too if you manage to read all the way here. Or maybe you just have no life. Or maybe you're really, truly awesome. I don't know. If you fan/follow, read, vote, comment or go absolutely apeshit over anything made by moi (hehe, fancy French) then you're officially awesome. Because my stuff are awesome. Unless my stuff are not awesome, then you wouldn't be awesome if you did all of the above. Oh well.