Dear Writer's Block,
I freaking hate you. You probably already know that, but I just felt the need to express that once more. Why do you even visit me? It's not like I want you here. Two weeks have passed and you haven't left yet. Go away damn it. I need to vent out some frustration and you are preventing me from doing that. Don't you know that's how I cope? I either write or draw. Lately I haven't drawn a thing because I want to write, but no, you just couldn't let that happen. Now I'm frustrated and all my emotions are pent up. I'm going into another depression because of you. I guess at least one of us will be happy if that happens, huh?