journalism is harder than dating.
editors.
wires.
collectives.
Men are easy.
Treat em' mean, keep em' keen
but journalism..trying to make it (REALLY REALLY TRYING! IF ANYONE IS LISTENING.. I'M TRYING)
you pour your heat out, or you smoothly try and seduce them using confidence and charm, making them believe that everyone else wants you, and they should jump at the chance to have you!
and then you wait.. endlessly, chain smoking and checking your e-mail by the second
refresh.refresh.refresh.
Untill finally you collapse in a puddle of self-indulgent loathing, begin drinking, and fighting off the urge to e-mail the editor
"WHY! WHY HAVEN'T YOU GOTTEN BACK TO ME?! I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU"
feckin' day jobs.
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