I am stuck in this perpetual Hell all the time. Then again, I am at that age where everything sucks, right? Or am I supposed to be starting to get over that?
I think I will just stay sort of cynical, because if you're not cynical, you're stupid.
I need a whole bunch of money.
If no one reads your blog, does it really get written?
If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it still make a sound?
They should pay me to write books. Like those little pocket ones that are supposed to be full of inspiring bullshit. I would do great, if Stephanie Mayer make money, so can I. I know that this has been talked about a thousand and one times, but really...honestly...HOW THE HELL DO PEOPLE READ THAT SHIT? I mean, I get it when I see a couple of 14-year-olds on the bus with it tucked under their arms...but I think after sixteen it might be time to let go. Stephanie Meyer has twisted fantasies about having sex with teenage vampires and decided to turn it into a book and proceed to write them like fan fiction.
Yes, I have read them
And no, you should not ever, ever, ever, ever read them, even if it is just to know what people are talking about. It's not worth it, trust me.
Everything popular blows, I only like shit that doesn't exist yet. ;)
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