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killabeezCatching up on The Voice, and there's a dude on here (Jack Cassidy, bless his heart) who sings the way I write sometimes, where I think I am maybe skating the edge of greatness, writing without a filter and letting it all hang out, but in actuality I just need to be patted on the head and sent home. ♥
I was just thinking about this the other day, that zone you get in where you're like, fuck it, I'm gonna stop self-censoring and just write what I feel, this is amazing, and then later you're like, WTF WAS THAT METAPHOR? I DIE OF EMBARRASSMENT.
I was just thinking about this the other day, that zone you get in where you're like, fuck it, I'm gonna stop self-censoring and just write what I feel, this is amazing, and then later you're like, WTF WAS THAT METAPHOR? I DIE OF EMBARRASSMENT.
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Date: 2017-04-24 01:59 am (UTC)Poor Jack Cassidy....! I feel secondhand embarrassment just reading about him.
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Date: 2017-05-04 08:34 pm (UTC)Hahahaha! I wish I had no idea what you mean by any of that, but I've done it myself. :O