If you read the entirety of my story, thank you. In these days I have less hope of finding attention as a writer because of the hefty amount of people that are trying to do so. Most of the time I find myself writing for enjoyment, to get my thoughts down and not go insane. Sometime's I have brand new thoughts everyday that it seems no one else has ever thought of before, others it seems I haven't been original in a month; it really depends. If you enjoyed this, write to me, call me, find me on the internet, do something, because I won't know unless you do.
Written by LW
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A Dog and May
Short StoryLife was lonely before his only love died. Life stunk before he smoked. Life was futile before he was dead in his shoes. He has lost all hope, refusing to accept anything the world throws at him until he makes a timely friend to open his eyes before...
