Ouch.
A certain person who will not be named just informed me that I cannot accept or understand creativity. I can't tell whether he's pulling this out of his ass and doesn't really mean it or if he really does. It goes against everything that I belive in myself, so I'm desperately hoping it's not true... but if anyone feels like jumping in and soothing my bruised ego, that'd be nice.
current music: Basement Ghost Singing, Armor for Sleep
posted by swanky_little_duck @ 10:08 p.m.
4 Comments:
Oh no deary. That's totally not true. Here, have a cookie while I go draw you a bath.
You don't have to drive all the way from Minnesota to draw me a bath, but if you're going to be here to give me a cookie anyway, that'd be nice. ;)
[and way to forget that i don't like baths. geez. we JUST went over this!]
I have a shiney pen..........!!!!
Felicia..........
Gee Cratchet, I don't know who you are, but I'm not altogether certain I'm too bothered by that fact.
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