I despise nights like this, I'm so bleeding tired that I feel like I may collapse on the keyboard (wouldn't be the first time), but I've got semi-important speech to write, deadline TOMORROW. Worst part is, I've no insperation! All I can think about is updating my various fan-fictions and composing new crappy poetry and playing Bioshock and updating my deviantart journel >>
Procrastinating sucks... Which is probably why someone who sucks as much as me does it. ><
You know what else sucks? Sunday nights.
I'll be uploading some new stuff soon, mostly short stories, a fanfic or two, maybe some voice work, look foreward to it.
Not that anyone's reading this, but if you are, don't waste any time, finish reading my shit, then head over to oOWhiplashOo 's page and check out her stuff, you won't regret it.






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*JewelryClub
Schmendrick the Magician: She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. Of all unicorns, she is the only one who knows what regret is - and love.
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*JewelryClub
Schmendrick the Magician: She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. Of all unicorns, she is the only one who knows what regret is - and love.
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