what i would do to write as well as you
by The Dreamer
and you and you and you
there’s always two or more conflicting emotions fighting for sovereignty. inspiration and envy mostly. i sigh with delight and i sigh with exasperation.
a billion gazillion other people with better characterisations and better dialogues and better ideas and better patience and better speed and better minds and better environments holy shit
maybe it’s futile trying so hard. maybe it’s futile even trying.
it’s clear who wins, isn’t it?