I wanna be a writer "I wanna be a writer" I told he she looked at me with condescending eyes. There was a short silence. Then she took a sip of her drink and a drag of a cigarette. "How are you going to write? You're ideas are worthless you cant even spell." "I don't know just wanna be a writer" I said avoiding her eyes "That's a fuckin' stupid idea why cant you be a real a man? Jack your such a piece of shit" she snarled. Her eyesI wanna be a writer
Something or nothing"Goodnight" she says "Goodnight" I responded. We hang up the phone I stair into the darkness listening to the wind whistle in the cold autumn night. Theirs a sour taste in my mouth. Its been there for weeks I don't completely understand. It taste incomplete, its lacking in substance. I felt happy until this point. Maybe I've always been unhappy.Something or nothing
ZOMBIES
Spire
hmm?
Wow!
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p.s. sorry this is so late!
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