there was a time
Long ago.
Stop.
I would write for the people, I would write for the soul. From the soul. In 4 years, I have killed myself. Without the practice, without the performance without a goal. Wait let me go get my wine. Because thats all I practice now. Practice what you wish and you will become the greatest.
5 years ago, I was the greatest young writer I knew. Look at me know. a slouching whore with a cigarette in my ear. What glory is that.
Kill me
Stop.
I would write for the people, I would write for the soul. From the soul. In 4 years, I have killed myself. Without the practice, without the performance without a goal. Wait let me go get my wine. Because thats all I practice now. Practice what you wish and you will become the greatest.
5 years ago, I was the greatest young writer I knew. Look at me know. a slouching whore with a cigarette in my ear. What glory is that.
Kill me