Most of the best writing in this world are written by passionately unhappy people.
Okay, maybe not always unhappy, but definitely dissatisfied.
Ergo, I can’t wait for life to f*ck me up and leave me wanting for more.
Want to buy me a drink?
Imagine that we were chatting over a hot beverage and what you're reading was being spoken instead of written. You are not a reader. You are my friend. Now, will you be interested to buy me a drink?