I Am So A Writer
- I lived on Grey St.
- Michelle was my Roommate
- I lived on Grey St.
- Michelle was my Roommate
I am still a writer you know, and I've recieved quite a lot of negative feedback from people over the last few months because they claim I don't have the same level of passion and creativness in my writing, but they fail to realize that I've changed quite a bit. You see, before I would simply write paragraph after paragraph about how fucked up I was, and I don't cut myself every night so much that I fall asleep not because I'm tired but because I've lost so much blood, which results in having a lot less angst to let out in the form of online ranting. I lead a very uneventful and boring life, and I love it, but it really leaves me with no much to talk abut. I am still a very passionate person, and if you doubt that, well... you fucking kill yourself, and I'm still a good writer... I'm just a writer with nothing to write about. I've written this exact same thing not very long ago: