|Night owl novella|
Author has written 1 story for Spiritual.
I'm new here so hold on since throughout my circle of friends I am infamously lazy, I know I can't wait either; but here is a short little muse, very brief compared to some that will not even die as I do.
Life is a hell of road, hell being the operative word in most cases, and writing keeps me trudging through, I suppose you could say that its my life.
Yes, I know the above sentence is sad and the words above it make me seem an emo; but I don't care, in the grand scheme of things, you can't really pick and choose about what you care about as some suggest; it is all or nothing.
I choose nothing, so that is most probably the root of my utter laziness.
However, for some, I can do more than the cartoon kiddy ''caring'' so simple; so stupid...but only if they tear my heart apart.
I can have friends, but thoughts and ideas are my only true companions; and cruel ones at that, but still, I need them as I need to write; I would live without water or food; not because I am super human, but because my writing would sustain me, but take away that supposed gift with words and all you would have is a changeling starved of her most simplistic hope.
I can tell you aren't interested.
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