Not exactly a stream of consciousness blurb but a little dabble from a short story (semi-fictional) that I’ve been putting together.
Great. I’m gonna be late to work. 494 more words
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This is gonna be the weirdest sentence I think I’ve ever written – but, my character flaws are killing me. This isn’t a pity post – this is just another written rant about my certain downfall towards entering a nunnery. 593 more words