I haven't written in several days. I think I'm going to burst. There are ideas there, but not enough time to myself. I believe I'm going to just run off to some coffeehouse or something and let the Mr. fend for himself. Of course, this would only breed animosity and make him extremely pissed off. Such is life. I get tired of all of the crap. I need to be able to make a living off writing, in some facet or another. Oh hell.
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