A Declaration of Honest Judgment

Writing is the constant liquid extraction of black cancerous ink from my soul. Take away my writing, and I shall suffocate and die.

Shit, I have got to remember this. When does all kinds of bad shit happen to me? Oh, that’s right: when I’m not writing.

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