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You know what sucks? Wanting to go to IHOP in the middle of the night but having no one to go with. Not a single friggin person. And if I go by myself it's just pathetic because I'll be sitting there drinking a soda or hot chocolate eating pancakes with maple syrup. by myself. not even smoking or reading the paper or anything. Laffs at self. And I may or may not have drank so I probably shouldn't be driving anyway.
What happened to the world where parents didn't suck? Or maybe that's just a pipe dream of five-year-olds, I don't even know.
Man. If I can't write this weekend I completely fail as a writer. Because shit like this... this is what used to fuel me so much. Now I don't know if I can't write when emotions are high and running rampant, or if I just don't let myself because I've gotten so used to people being so disappointed that I want to write and not have some 'normal' well-off profession. So frustrating, among other things.
And I feel like I could babble for ages so I should probably shut up while I'm ahead, wind things down, and put myself to bed. And like, make myself keep Works or Notepad open all weekend just so I write something. Meh.
What happened to the world where parents didn't suck? Or maybe that's just a pipe dream of five-year-olds, I don't even know.
Man. If I can't write this weekend I completely fail as a writer. Because shit like this... this is what used to fuel me so much. Now I don't know if I can't write when emotions are high and running rampant, or if I just don't let myself because I've gotten so used to people being so disappointed that I want to write and not have some 'normal' well-off profession. So frustrating, among other things.
And I feel like I could babble for ages so I should probably shut up while I'm ahead, wind things down, and put myself to bed. And like, make myself keep Works or Notepad open all weekend just so I write something. Meh.