lights

gaiz an agent has requested a revise and resubmit on my drug contemporary YA thing

instead of a rejection


awesome.

She wants me to take out the crossdressing

fuck my life I loved that part


this is a poem I did while waiting for my chicken to grill

just kidding it doesn't rhyme

at least not all the time


guys I think I finally might be going somewhere

lights lights lights


in my eyesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

i hate literary people

sometimes I yelled at them to go spiritually wank on their blogs instead of during class assignments

sometimes this bullshit is worth it


SOMETIMES I FEEL GOOD
but I'm not sleeping now



I don't want to be fabulous or beautiful or sexy or undeniable




I want to be good