FUCK YOU AUTOSAVE. YOU ARE MADE OF FAIL.
OMG. OMFG. FUCK YOU, MS WORD. FUUUUCK YOU.
I'D WRITTEN LIKE... IDK 2,000 WORDS OR SOMETHING. I KNOW, I KNOW, I SHOULD HAVE SAVED IT. BUT I'VE GOTTEN SO DEPENDENT ON THE AUTOSAVE. AND THEN MS WORD CRASHED AND JUST... JUST... LOST LIKE EVERYTHING BUT THE FIRST 300 WORDS. I DON'T KNOW WHY IT HADN'T AUTOSAVED SINCE THEN. THERE'S NO WAY I CAN RECREATE IT ALL. I'M SO ANGRY AND I WANT TO CRY AND AM IN DISBELIEF, LIKE IF I CHECK ENOUGH TIMES IT WILL JUST MAGICALLY REAPPEAR SOMEHOW.
FML. FUCK IT ALL TO HELL.
I'D WRITTEN LIKE... IDK 2,000 WORDS OR SOMETHING. I KNOW, I KNOW, I SHOULD HAVE SAVED IT. BUT I'VE GOTTEN SO DEPENDENT ON THE AUTOSAVE. AND THEN MS WORD CRASHED AND JUST... JUST... LOST LIKE EVERYTHING BUT THE FIRST 300 WORDS. I DON'T KNOW WHY IT HADN'T AUTOSAVED SINCE THEN. THERE'S NO WAY I CAN RECREATE IT ALL. I'M SO ANGRY AND I WANT TO CRY AND AM IN DISBELIEF, LIKE IF I CHECK ENOUGH TIMES IT WILL JUST MAGICALLY REAPPEAR SOMEHOW.
FML. FUCK IT ALL TO HELL.