/lit/ - Literature

Deep down, I don't feel like writing stories. I just want money enough for me to buy expensive, handcrafted, artisan chocolates without feeling guilty and worrying how am I supposed to eat for this month.

You know one of those fancy chocolates with golden wrapping, with the flavors written on the packaging with words like 'indulge', 'creamy', 'rich', the bliss of security, the sweetness of luxury and and waking up at 9 AM with no fear of being fired.

Yeah, sex is good but ever just having your life together? It's something else. I don't even bother to read and write about absurdist fiction to encapsulate the sadness and strength of being, you know, pulled down by angry society who can't bring themselves up.

I find being unapologetic rather offends the ones at fault, but why would I feel sorry if what I said was apparent?