I can't keep this up any longer....

[matrixrefugee]

I can't get up the courage to send anything out to get it published. Even my fanfics are crud. ((To the bitch who flamed the "Sandman" fic I posted on ff.n: It's a prose poem; it doesn't have to have a plot. If you can't accept that kind of writing, whatever you do, *DON'T* read Brian Aldiss, because none of his short stories have plots, either.)) I can't keep working at this dead-end job among all these stupid, uncaring, idiotic, childish, selfish adult brats. I can't get the hell started with anyone because I'm cursed with the shadows of a bad relationship and because I simply don't fit the stupid standards of "what men really want".

((Edited twice to get rid of angst excess))

Comments

[yep-its-just-me.livejournal.com]

This part of me says... I probably should have taken one look at your icon and controlled my language. Sorry about that. I just get excited, and even my mother is appalled occasionally. I have no idea where I got that.

[yep-its-just-me.livejournal.com]

Uh... it's from my dad. UGH.

[matrixrefugee.livejournal.com]

Heh, don't sweat it: I may be a (for the most part, I hope) spiritually-minded person, but I've let loose with some doozies when I was really... mad.