Isn't it silly how the mind works? Imagination, inspiration. What a couple douche bags.
They only come around when THEY want. And sometimes they hang around, but barely speak to you, so it's like I HAVE THIS BRILLIANT IDEA.. but I just can't fill it out. Jerks.
It's boundaries, I think. Boundaries scare them, make them think the relationship might be getting a little too serious.
I ain't askin' for a ring, buddy, just to finish this (these) stories/idea/thoughts/drafts/characters/dialogue/SHIT.
Pardon the language, really trying to quit, but beavers build it I've got writers block.
AND IT'S PISSING ME OFF.
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