throw it in the ocean
what if it’s the ocean
throw it in a different ocean
comment s’appelle un chien qui vend des médicaments?
legitimately freaking out about this manuscript and how im a Shit Writer holy jesus i can’t fucking deal with waiting for people to tell me if i’m good enough or not this is why i self publish THIS IS WHY
because i know everyone else is a concordia creative writing student and so of course im not going to be good enough, this isn’t fucking fair, you said you were looking for similar tone so i guess i have to edit for what you want and hope and hope and hope that it’s not dark enough and has enough mentions of crystals and enough love poems to make it decent enough to print
i feel so hopeless