I am a procrastinator and I tend to

Final paper due in a few hours and I am frazzled and sleeeeeeeeeepy and inspirationless homaygaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. The sex scene is rather monotonous and risible, not to mention the ending is starkly bitin. Prof commented I have to explore the psyche of the bloody effin intersexual hermaphrodite and intersperse the hermaphrodite's thought bubbles in between those fucking clips. Blaharhar. And by that I mean the dissected miniparts of fucking, being fucked and licked and stimulated at the cunt and dick and shithole. WTF do I know??XP Mighty fucking god. I am going to FAIL I swear. Granted I haven't even read Middlesex yet, neither am I a pornstar.XD Oh joy.XD

The fun in writing fiction is that you become an actress full swing in one sitting of fabricating a story. I have to believe I am a virgin hermaphrodite, willing to be ravished by an albino, a manananggal, and a centaur in one gyrating ORGY.XD Weeeeeeeeee.XD I am going to diiiieeee.

My brain is slack. My fingers are slack. (Fingers for typing you sods!) My imagination is slack. And my protagonist might as well go limp and not have an erection at all. Teehee.

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