Untitled | Markiplier

Untitled | Markiplier

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(lowercase intended) being an aspiring writer sucks. no, i'm not talking about wanting fame and glory, i'm talking about wanting to write. there's this blank document i have that doesn't have a name, a hero, or anything. it's just... blank. i don't have the plot figured out, i don't have an antagonist, i don't have anything. it'll forever be empty and forever be untitled.
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