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You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Tuesday, August 18, 2009 |
| saying "It's hot as balls" cannot possibly describe the levels of heat in this apartment |
I am dyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyying. Sort of.
It's too damn hot.
I'm writing a fic for a couple of my LJ comms and I am so hot that it has turned my mind to mush. I can't even write about the things I was so inspired to write about in the first place. To be honest, it's only half the heat. The other half is that I'm worried about how to write a certain part. A certain incredibly graphic part. More like several certain incredibly graphic parts. It's one of the moments that you have to take feelings and reactions from real life. But I'm just nervous about exposing myself in that way. Or saying things tat aren't experience related and people reading it and being... well, all judgemental as people do.
Guh, I am pretty much the worst person in the world to do what i want for the rest of my life. i don't think i can handle the scrutiny of the world the way other writers can. i don't think i'm gonna last long.
I am so liiiiiiiiiiiiiiistlesssssssssss right now.Labels: life fail |
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Name: Fucking Bingo
Home: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
About Me: You could be waiting for a day that won't come. And you could be so much more than you've become. And I have found my feet, 257 weeks. But you could be waiting for a day that won't come.
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