Insomnia kills me.
Studying kills me.
Packing/moving kills me.
Bleh.
Working on next two chapters of SJNWYP and they'll be up soon, I swear. I'm actually kind kicking myself in the face, wondering why I haven't been working on them so much lately and I have come up with a two part answer-
Part 1- I'm actually content with my friendships; the original point of (I want to say interest but it keeps coming out anger so insert what you will here) has just proven my point that she definitely is not worth my pretty and I'm at peace with that.
Part 2- everything's too busy to just sit and write with earnest. There's school, packing, shipping, moving, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
More of pt2 than of pt1. But it's coming. I hate abandoning my babies bourne of creativity, whoever their bastard father may be.
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It's joy. It's ecstasy. It's truth. It's destiny. Even love is not enough to tell you how you make me feel. It's faith. It's honesty. It's life. It's everything. To say, 'I love you,' is not enough to tell you how you make me feel. There's only one word for this: it's bliss.
