Argh. I'm getting so annoyed. I don't know where I'm going with this story. It's just taking my entire soul with me. And I hate it. I know I have to write this story. And I need to have a draft by tomorrow, but I really don't want anyone to read it, critique it.
Everytime I think I'm getting somewhere I just get lost, I don't have an idea for a plot. At least I had that last time. Fucking hell.
Oh well. I shall stop complaining about it and get to work.

If only I was Wrong