when i grow up, i wanna be a writer. i want to spend my days typing away in the corner of a house which will be decorated just the way i want it to with a part time job that will give me ideas, for instance, serving coffee. i will not live by myself and will live with people who in fact will have beds large enough for me to sneak into at night and snuggle with. i will write words every day and send drafts to publishers. i will have stacks of books to read. and i will play the na no game every year. and use my drafts. and i will have a dog and a cat. and perhaps a tank of fish. and while i'm at it, i believe i'll purchase a bengal tiger.
love y'all.
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