I created a blog post that I have to post to all day, and now I am sleepy. Tired from everything. But I don't want to stop.
This is symbolic of growing up and dealing with working 58 hours a week, and never sleeping. I'm growing up and gaining age, hut I want to keep going, but I don't know where the gasoline is.
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Nosferatu, myth, legend, the movie A lesson in the art of gloomy Melancholy, from having thick blood The black and white arrives like a ...
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Today's topic is time again. Time, it exists, because we say it does. Time is a function that we created to understand the length of... -
This one is in honor of birthdays! This exercise is simple, take an existing character that you have or create a new one. Start a scene wit...
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