I love it when all eyes are on you, and everyone else has on idea, THEIR idea, their project, and I am ar a loss of owrds, a fraud of my own heart, wondering what the fuck I am doping, sititng in a room full of writers, knowing I can write, but not having a damn fucking idea what I want to make my project.
It sucked, a lot, to know that of 22 people, only I didn't have any inkling.
What the hell does that mean?
It sucked, a lot, to know that of 22 people, only I didn't have any inkling.
What the hell does that mean?
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Oh, sorry. I was trying to be subliminal there.