Why am I even bothering trying to write anything when nothing I have to say matters or is even interesting at all and no one cares and practically every other writer does it better than me?
I'm just "okay" at writing, just like I am "okay" at everything else; I am not destined for greatness in any sort of way so why do I even bother?
Also, I sliced my thumb today with a very sharp knife. Cut right through the nail and just kept bleeding and bleeding and BLEEDING until I finally applied some New Skin on it. That was fun. Except not really.
I'm just "okay" at writing, just like I am "okay" at everything else; I am not destined for greatness in any sort of way so why do I even bother?
Also, I sliced my thumb today with a very sharp knife. Cut right through the nail and just kept bleeding and bleeding and BLEEDING until I finally applied some New Skin on it. That was fun. Except not really.
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