I literally...

... Cannot ever like my writing. My writing could be literally identical to someone else's, and I would look at there's and say to myself: "MINE IS THE WORST PIECE OF DRIVEL EVER."



Poo. Complete poo.

But I still write. More because it calms me and keeps me from jumping off a bridge.



Some days, I think I should jump off, but, hey, you know...

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ANYWAY.

I'm half asleep, but I don't want to go to bed. Same old, same old.

I probably won't update anything. Not that anyone wants me to. Maybe I'll start something new, but probably not.

Since I'm indecisive, you guys should decide for me in the form of giving me things to read!



I leave myself in your capable hands. I give you all of my trust.

Either leave me stories, or we could discuss the weather? Hey, I'm easy.