Day 25 WC: 41663
Day 26 WC: 43334
Day 27 WC: 45231
THREE MORE DAYS, I tell myself. LESS THAN FIVE THOUSAND WORDS, I tell myself.
My story is over. My plot is over. I hate every word of it. I have nothing else to narrate, except for boring bits that no one cares about, and hyper-violent bits that no one WANTS to care about.
1 comment:
I still think you should go for Ektor's cooking show.
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