Tarheta

Hi. I can't write. My blogging regimen I had had the sternness to quit, but guilt, a while ago, would have the right voice to whisper something sensible. I should have blogged, I should have just ditched my subjects. I am a wreck, and I can't write. I'm a wreck. I don't have any clue as to what I'm writing. The thesis should burn. I should just burn and tell the entire world how corporate I can be, how hypocrite and how corporate an aspiring writer can be in days.