Don't confuse what I say with honesty

I spent a few hours writing today. My experiment has given me pathetically few words for all the time I spent.

Honestly, I think it's pretty terrible because I'm doing something that I don't really think counts as a good example of any kind of writing except for gratuitous fanservice angst. There is so much angst that it might have toxic levels.

I don't even know... I feel like I should apologize for Sakura and Kakashi. A lot. Maybe if I mutilate their characterisations again, I'll do something happy. With sexing. (Please stop me while I'm marginally ahead).

Still, it feels nice to write something (anything). Even if it's probably not actually good.