I'm making progress... I tried literally all day today and
yesterday to send "it" an email, but I just couldn't bring
myself to hit the damn "send" button at the last second.
I honestly feel like a recovering alcoholic.
derp
Hopefully I have a huge psychological meltdown so I
can make more songs though; I haven't made songs
this good in forever. I deserve money for my anguish.
Because to be perfectly honest, I'm broke as ****.
I mean I'm TRYING to break down and email his ass, but I wrote
another 900-word science text book. I should just compile these
essays and put them in a book a la Emily Dickinson. LE SIGH...!
I mean I'm TRYING to break down and email his ass, but I wrote
another 900-word science text book. I should just compile these
essays and put them in a book a la Emily Dickinson. LE SIGH...!
I mean I'm TRYING to break down and email his ass, but I wrote
another 900-word science text book. I should just compile these
essays and put them in a book a la Emily Dickinson. LE SIGH...!
BITCH, I thought I told you to go get shitfaced with your stuffed animals.
I honestly would have done that but I haven't
money for even the cheapest of boozes!
Random thought: I'm tired and it's technically tomorrow.
Good mornight everyone! I hope the morning calls for a
more productive day than today was. Hurr hurr hurr.