Jan 24, 2015 13:21
*hugs journal*
I missed you, safe space!
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Today I resolve to write until my brain pukes out a joke I'm proud of.
Yesterday, it was this:Rip his pants off and get plowed like last year's cornfield! my vagina shouted.
I told my vagina to shut up unless it was going to be helpful, but of course it didn't. I didn't really expect it to, either. It was that sort of vagina.
WHAT AMAZING LITERATURE WILL I PRODUCE TODAY?