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Do you want to write for me?

I know this blog is still very small but I still wanted to post this. If you are interested on write about a teen topic for me, first read what you need below!


        (I should get back you within a day or so )

  • In the email should be 
  1. Name
  2. Age (only 20 and younger)
  3. What are some topics you wish to write about?
  4. How much are you willing to write? (have to be 500+ words)
A few more things you should know:
  • Note: There is NO fee but that also means you will get no money in return, This is just for fun
  • You can put links to your blog, Instagram ect. You did write it, you deserve credit!
  • If your topic does not fit my theme on writing then I will say so but you are more then welcome to send a different theme!
  • Only up to two writings per person 

Now, if you have read all of that then go and shoot me a email or message me on twitter!


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