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Am I a cunt for thinking my boyfriends creative output is 10% pretentious and 90% irritating bullshit? I certainly feel like one, not that I would ever dare tell him what I thought of it of course. It's just that if I dare to flick through his website I get this unexplicable raging sense of indignation as though somehow what he's doing is violating everything good and true and pure (note: Possible hyperbole.) I KNOW its none of my business, and I know its an entirely personal thing which makes me feel like a cunt even more. I guess that part of it stems from a frustration at my own lack of creative output and I feel that I can justify this by telling myself that if he wanted to keep it private and free from judgement, y'know, he'd not post it on the internet.
Bah.
Bah.