I'm taking this writing class...
I never want to revise my work.
I'm writing a novel...
Its slowly killing me
mocking me
laughing loudly in my head almost as if I'll be writing it until I'm dead
or it kills me
which isn't true at all
All I need to do is buckle down but I can't
I made a homemade ant killer
**** doesn't work.
there are ants everyone
and my older male next store neighbor forest green shorts are way too short.
gross.
Ants are still everywhere.
And, I still haven't written anything.
Go me.