It's raining again. It's always raining here. Isn't it weird that I have my creative streaks at night? I literally was watching a movie, and I was like "I HAVE TO WRITE OR I'LL EXPLODE" So, here I am, staring at this blank canvas again, and... the words are gone. Where do they go? Why won't they come back? It's always freaking raining, both here and in my mind.
Friday, May 14, 2010
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