The perks of being hackneyed.

I don’t know why being original is so hard, sometimes.

There are some days when I’m so sick of being a wallflower that I think << Isn’t the people tired of the same thing, over and over again? >>

For example: if you wanna talk about a book nobody knows, to bring something different to this world, you’re as insivible as Charlie. No wait, even he had some Friends. But if you take the most hackneyed book of the season, then you’ll have all the attention.

It’s so frustrating... But I think it’s a test.

The smarter wins.

Goodbye,

Jhonny.

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