Don’t feel like doing any work. Reread my diary entries. Don’t care for them.
1. A Reluctant Introduction
Fucking idiot. It’s not a mystery. It’s a dumb twat trying too hard not to try too hard.
2/10
23. Golden Dog
Drunk shite.
1/10
5. The Man with a Single Mushroom
Nothing. Nonsense. I shop at Lidl. They don’t have a cocking rotisserie.
1/10
X. Most Dreadful Thing
Flash fiction. Too close to the truth. People liked it.
3/10
11. The Hole Behind the Bin
No. Don’t think about it.
1/10
-78. The Stranger in My Office
She was PERFECT. What did I do?
10/10
16. Maybe She Didn’t Like My Meal Deal
Terrible. Inflated score in defence of salt and vinegar Hula Hoops.
6/10
30. What I DID. Hugh Doesn’t Know.
Jesus Fucking Christ. Utter Dipshit.
Deleted.
IGNORE. How to Write the Perfect Medium Post
Clickbait. HATE IT.
Can’t delete. Most viewed. Fuck you.
Edited.
0/10
27. The Garamond Gospel
Waste of time. When will they fucking email me?
1/10
X. He Called Himself The Big Dog
Think about this guy at least twice a day.
4/10
The others are worse.
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