Don't let the clay be runny,
This all wouldn't be funny.
Deep pain
Hoping for gain
Silly wishes
All dreams crushes
Trembling alone
Waiting with your phone
One more hint to stay
Let's not this soon,
"I don't even know what I am doing"
*really*bad.
Ask anybody who knows me I do my best work during fits of insanity
Anyways I'm going to be doxxed when the finale of MY FIC comes out in like however many years idk.
Yah. Read it I'll upload chapter two in like 22-ish days.
Ok but real talk a road near me was collapsing. I sent a 311 report in May and kept getting canned “thank you for your patience” messages. After 6 weeks of no progress I emailed my city councilor who responded next day with director of public works cc’ed.
An excuse invites a counter-argument. If someone pushes after that, you don't need a new reason, you just hold the same line: "I've made my decision" or "That's still a no for me." Repeating the same clear answer is far harder to argue with than producing a new justification