i'd like to move, but this place holds too many memories, and i always have been this nauseatingly sentimental.
i had something to say , but i forgot. oh right, something about how only how 9/10 writers are depressed (don't check the stats, i made it up, because all is such as sweeping statement)
perhaps i should say something about how life is really good right now, but boring doesn't sell. when you're a writer is way easier if you're angry or sad, funny how really happy doesn't cut it.
but if happy/boring means i have nothing to say then so be it.
