write right

there once was a girl named becky. she used to write constantly. she used to write paragraphs that held meaning. cynical but smart were her words. now everything she produces revolves around superficialities, misunderstandings, or even worse: love. 

Dear Becky,

If you haven't been consumed by a love-sick monster of a human being, if you really are still in there somewhere, please come out of your hole and write something good. We're tired of this bull shit you try to pass off as creative thought. 

Thanks.

Sincerely,

Your left-over sanity.