Month: May 2012

Doom, gloom and flowers bloom

Doom, gloom and flowers bloom

I sit in Starbucks and I am already a cliché, like every aspiring screenwriter, every dwid without a job who has to get out of the house or they will decay to the humming of Days of Our Lives. You know, the sullied underclass hoping to touch the stars just like every douchebag in America. …

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