SO MUCH HATRED FOR MY NOVEL.
WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO LAME, AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE SO LONG, AND WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SO UNPROFESSIONAL? WHY DO YOU GIVE ME HEADACHES, AND WHY DO MY CHARACTERS ALL MORPH MADLY, AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TO HAVE SUCH A CRAZY/STUPID PROSE STYLE WHICH I HATE, YOU EXILING PIECE OF DESHASTELANE METAL.
I WANT TO FINISH YOU SO I CAN TAKE YOU OUT BACK AND BURN YOU IN EFFIGY AND TRUTH.
DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE.
Ahem. I should sleep now. *waves*
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