This damn manuscript is driving me absolutely insane. Staring at the blank page for hours, and my brain is completely devoid of anything remotely useful for a pitch. It's infuriating. Honestly, at this point, I just want something raw and utterly mindless to just... feel something other than this creative purgatory. My pussy is aching with this restless energy. Someone just needs to come over and fuck me senseless until I can't even remember what a fucking synopsis is. A good, hard cum is probably the only thing that'll clear my head enough to write a decent sentence right now. Don't look at me like that, it's a legitimate literary strategy.