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So, it's 12/12/12. Since the number twelve has been a recurring thing for me, I suppose I ought to say something about it.
Granted, just saying it's 12/12/12 alone is kind of a pointless thing, we can all take note of that easily.
I suppose I could sum up my usual depression with one simple thing. I'm really burned out on writing. Writing was basically the only thing approaching a talent I have, so for now, I pretty much have nothing.
Bleh. I'll say it ten more times since it is appropriate for today. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh.
Granted, just saying it's 12/12/12 alone is kind of a pointless thing, we can all take note of that easily.
I suppose I could sum up my usual depression with one simple thing. I'm really burned out on writing. Writing was basically the only thing approaching a talent I have, so for now, I pretty much have nothing.
Bleh. I'll say it ten more times since it is appropriate for today. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh.